Archive for February 7th, 2006

Tuesday February 7, 2006

Exactly a year ago, Joyce got sick after cleaning her room
And truly believed that Brand’s Essence of Chicken cured all
*click*

How Was My Weekend?

My ENTIRE weekend was spent with Smellie
I think i OD-ed on him
already that’s why i stayed home the past few nights
(Okay okay and also i was to renew my passport early in the morning)

But then here i am again, back in the apartment
Blogging while waiting for him to get home from work
I balked at the mess in the room when i opened the door
See la
Leave him for a couple of days and the place looks like Oscar’s home (Sesame Street, come on!)

I think habit makes you miss a person
I’m so used to seeing him everyday that suddenly, no adam and it’s… weird
My own bed at home feels unfamiliar and strange

Basically, my entire weekend had three highlights
1. AshleyTheMonkey called from NYC
2. Smellie’s grandmother told me stories all of Sunday
3. Watched alot of Lost

 

Went for dinner at PizzaUno with JollyMooky just now
I was feeling nostalgic and missing Ashley so i ordered the Deep Fried Chicken
Which she always orders and i never do
Omg what Pining Boyfriend Behaviour that is, right.
0_o

Mooky made me laugh about something so hard
I started crying like a bitch in public
Laughing till you cry is such a wonderful sensation
Pure carefree joy and a happy buzz that zings through your every limb




 And The Groom Got Drunk

The first time Adam introduced me to Kit, he said we’d get along
“Why?”
“Cos he drinks alot.”
“Ohhh yay.”

We dressed up and went for Kit and Poh Li’s wedding dinner (this was like, a month ago)

Smellie seriously doesn’t appreciate Chinese food
I’m Chinese so i eat everything
I think the only thing he ate was his beloved shark’s fin soup (bad, boy, bad!) and… some rice and soy sauce

I’ve stopped my habit of finishing his food
That’s why everyone is saying that i’ve lost weight *yay*

I sat next to Lorraine and she told me stories about her two daughters

As expected, there was alot of eating, speeches and drinking

PohLi’s the one in the gorgeous blue-y dress

Vivien is furthest on the left, she’s going to give birth soon
Hmm so is someone else i know… better call her to say ‘good luck’

At one point, some kid came up to our table and was told to say hi to me

“Say hi to Aunty Joyce.”
“Nonono, no Aunty J…”
“Hi Aunty Joyce.” squeaks the kid

-_-’

Fuck
It’s damn hard to accept that i have reached AuntyAge
*cries*

There’re actually MORE pictures… but they’re at home
And Joyce is rarely at home so urm, see how la

To Kit & Poh Li
Congratulations and may you both have a joyous life together!

 

 

Tuesday February 7, 2006

Exactly a year ago, Joyce’s household was in Chinese New Year spring-cleaning chaos
*click*

7 Hours @ Vogue

I was bored bored bored last night
And i didn’t feel like staying in (as usual)
So i went to Vogue @ Uptown to have a glass of wine with Jovin at 8 pm

It started raining and i called KeithRaymond in glee
“It’s raining!!!! You can’t play tennis!!!! HAHAH!! You have to come have a drink with meeee!!!” i crowed evilly

He was seriously annoyed it rained but he came anyway
We had wine all night
Except for when itchy Jovin had a shot with me
“On a Monday night? Dowan!”
“Drink only! One only!”

-_-

“Keith, what time you wanna leave?” i asked around 9 something
“Early la, 11 something like that. Got to get up early tomorrow.”
“Yeah me too, i gotta renew my passport.”
(oh ya i didn’t make it monday morning :p )

Ended up we left at 3 something.


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I spent SEVEN HOURS in Vogue

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Walau-eh.

I woke up at 7 15 this morning.
I do not remember for the life of me the last time i woke up this early

As i padded along Damansara Heights to the immigration office, i sniffed the air

It was morning air!

Oh my fucking god, i haven’t smelt morning air since… Hungry Ghost Month and i had to go to the temple
And even then, i didn’t *wake up* per se
More like just came back from partying and went straight :p

I didn’t feel my age today
Daddy insisted on teman-ing me
to renew my passport
Bought me brekkie at the mamak
And held out the pen to me as i wrote my IC number down

“Are you sure your height in your old passport is correct?” he daddy-ied me
“Correct la, 155 cm.”
“I guess don’t need to change cos you’re not growing any more taller right?” he slyly inserted
“OI.”

It’s so quick to renew your passport now!

I just had to let the machine read my old passport and IC at once, remove it
Place my thumbs to let the machine scan them
(Whereafter i wiped them consciously on my jeans. Germs wei.)
Chuck in my photo
Chuck in RM 300 (for five years worth)
And TADA!
Ready to be collected tomorrow

I was opening my purse to place the money on the machine when Daddy whipped out six 50s
“Why? Don’t need la, i withdrew already.” I interjected
“Nevermind la.”
He waved me away and slipped the money into the rich government machine.
I felt damn bad.
22 and my father is paying for my passport
0_o’

Daddy even walked me upstairs to show me where to collect it
-_-

“Why are we here for? Oi, i KNOW where to collect it la! I can READ THE SLIP!!!”
“Just showing you mar.”

I guess i’m still Daddy’s Little Girl.