Dah lama tak kerje, it felt macam abit weird gitu.. Haha.. But you know, I didn't make any huge mistakes or anything. I was missing a few people though. Dan, obviously. Caramel brothers, of course. Stuff like that.

I got POS as usual but had to close after barely three hours BODOH pasal I "made too much money already". It wasn't horribly busy though, which for me was unexpected, considering, you know, holiday eve and all. I mean, it's even possible that it's busier on normal Wednesdays. Ohwell. Not complaining, really.

Dayah came down with Arliana, Wani and Azza around the time I knocked off. We hung out for awhile, but well, they had prior plans and stuff so I didn't take up too much of their time. Mostly we played Guess-This-Person's-Age, and Are-You-Attracted-To-Farid. HAHA.

Azim came down with Rizal, Rudy and erm, the guy who lives in Bedok, whatever his name is. Luper ah. Hehe. Sorry. So I hung out with them pulak. Then another dude, Hidayat, joined us. Wondering where Cute Boy is? He was under house arrest by Azim, cos he had a sort-of accident yesterday afternoon. [Which he didn't even bother to tell me about. -_-]

Well, then we wanted to move off already but there was a roadblock at the carpark again [unsurprisingly], and Bedok guy macam ketakutan cos of his pipe, so we sorta lingered. By the time they decided to belah, and where to go, I'd decided to go down to Simpang to meet Cute Boy. [He'd cut the lock at his disc brake.] I mean, come on! The choice was clear.
1. Hang out with Cute Boy, near home.
2. Hang out with Cute Boy's friends, all over the island.
It had to be number one.

Gitu-gitu je, nothing exciting sangat. And no, I don't have plans for tomorrow. But it's okay, I guess.

[I smell like Naz cos tadi I wore her perfume, haha. I was reading Cosmo and it's interesting how we just associate scents with people.]

Oh and I got Chinese, YESSSS! But I don't know for how much cos malas nak check.

WHEEEEEE!!!

Hello friends!

Today was the Career Workshop thingy-wingy. Guess who was there. Mr Lonerguy himself! So cute. But he didn't bother to catch up with us, ohwell. And I forgot what it was like to sit in during lectures, fighting the sleep from your eyes. NOW I remember.

In the middle of the workshop, I got a pleasant surprise when Cute Boy messaged. I jumped up and down [inwardly]. We exchanged messages for awhile, then he said, "K adios!" so I said take care and decided that was the end of our pow-wow for the day.

Nat rode us home, and back at the playground, I realised he messaged me again asking where I was. Another exchange followed, which resulted in him asking me to hang out at Tampines. And of course, why would I refuse?

I mandied and made up and applied body lotion and sprayed on perfume, pretended not to know where As-Salihin was when he called, which resulted in him offering to come meet me at my place. Heh. He showed up on the green M. SO ADORABLE.

Adorable when he was looking for parking spaces, adorable when he found one for himself and started looking for one for me, and adorable when he decided to share that parking space with me. I wish I'd taken a photo, but I didn't have the balls to.

Today he didn't wear a cap.
"Asal tak pakai cap?" -"Alah, malam-malam buat aper pakai cap?"
He was wearing the same shoes he wore the first time we met.
"Kata malam-malam tak pakai kasut?" -The most adorable smile in return.

We joined Rizal and um, Rudy, I think his name is. Cute Boy then proceeded to tell them about how we'd spent the entire day together yesterday. Within my listening range. So, you know, it prolly means that it didn't mean anything to him, therefore he doesn't like me?

They call me Ain Degil now.

Ooh and Cute Boy asked if we wanna go riding on National Day. I told them I don't have Baby on that day, and he was like, "Alah, ada dua 400, pilih je satu.." upon which I gave Rizal the sweetest smile I could muster, prompting him to exclaim, "Eh, asal kau tengok aku gitu? Jangan tengok aku gitu!" Haha.

After that, we went to Tampines Mall and met up with Azim. But you know, by then, all the shops were closed. Ohwell. Anyway, I committed a huge boo-boo when I stuck out a hand to keep Cute Boy from being run into by a car. BODOHNYER AKU!!! EVERYONE saw it!!!

I got them some free drinks at Starbucks, and felt another tersentak moment when he came in to.. Accompany me? Help me carry the three drinks? Amek aircon? Prevent me from flirting with other guys? [HAHA.]

Then Farhan joined us, but I didn't know it was Farhan, I thought it was just some random friend of theirs, so I pretty much died when he sat down, took off the shades/specs, and I found myself staring into what looked like Lonerguy. He's a dead ringer for Lonerguy, I swear. Except for the gigis. Haha.

I don't really have much to say around them, but I dunno. Still macam fun. Being with them and all. Except that I used to hate seeing satu-pompan-banyak-lelaki groups, and now I'm that girl I hate!

Excitingly enough, as we left [he carried my bag for me, but got embarrassed halfway and begged me to take it back], I bumped into Yan and Aisyah [what's her butch name again?] outside BK. Yan is so adorable with those cheeks la. Talked to them, because wow I really missed them, it transpires. Aisyah brought up the times of when she was still a girl and I couldn't stop laughing for nuts.

There was this beyond-surreal moment when we were lined up, the six of us, at the front of the red light.

It ended great, because when I got home, he messaged, saying that if I wanna join them on Thursday, I can just choose someone to give me a ride. So I replied, "Nak ikut! Pillion u ah!" OMG someone slap me, I'm such a shameless floozy.

I know. He might not like me the way I like him, of course. But who knew one person could get me smiling all day, every day?

Thank you Dayah for being the reason we met.

I'm back, and happier than ever.

Was at Hanom's for a pow-wow session with Atikk. Yoyo guest-starred, and please don't believe the photos because he's much cuter and cooler-looking in real life. Tak gunalah camera kau Hanom.

We exchanged stories. So diverse, and so interesting, all of them.

I was macam grinning to myself because I was thinking of Cute Boy. I had this wild idea that since we were practically in the same area of this island, and we had like 40-something clicks in the same direction to travel, that we could sort-of-kind-of head home together.

But I was afraid to pitch that wild idea to him, so Atikk volunteered. Well, I started spontaneously thrashing around on Hanom's bed, causing everyone in general to panic, and Atikk to barricade herself in the toilet with my phone, smsing him to meet me at Hanom's place so we could go home together.

I was ready to thank her for her initiative, when I realised that she added a muack-face at the end of the message! I DIED!!! And started thrashing around again! But OMG he replied [unleashing another series of fits from me], asking me to wait for him to get back to mainland. I died again, hugged Atikk, and we promptly fell on the bed together. BAD PHOTOGRAPH OPPORTUNITY.

The rest of the minutes involved me seriously doubting he'd turn up, but OMG, he did la. He was sitting at the void deck calmly smoking when we finally hauled our asses downstairs. And I don't know why, but the sight of his cikeding self with that cute face, just sitting there, made me tersentak for a moment.

I effected the necessary introductions, fretted inwardly that he might fall for Hanom, then went off to start the bike.

He's just too cute.

He remembered nonsense things that I said earlier today! [Something about how I like to dress up at night, i.e. no slippers.]

Peaceful ride; he said bye when we reached his exit, and sped off. I was basically smiling all the way back home. Thank GOD tak banyak vehicles on the road.

Best of all, there was a follow-up message. :D

Okay, I'm so sorry aku giler. I know there's no way in hell he could like me, because I'm who I am, and plus he's macam how old and I'm how old, and like, you know. Cute fun people who won't potentially turn psycho don't usually like me for myself.

But right here, right now, it's fun being out with him, and talking to him, or just messaging him.

So I'm trying not to think too much. Which is a little hard cos I always think too much.

Saturday, you couldn't come quickly enough!

Okay, I'm sorry, I had such a fantastic weekend, everyone has to know about it.

Well I didn't expect it to be a fantastic weekend, considering what happened on Friday night, but it WAS, okay? I prayed, and God provided.

I started the weekend late on Saturday, after maghrib. Brought a book just in case, and headed to store an hour early to meet Dayah. Sat around outside with a soy hot chocolate, until it was time to meet her. Berpusing-pusing awhile at City Hall area cos well, I didn't really know how to get to Esplanade from town.

She was with Mahmud and a few of his friends, AND Figa and some of his friends. I didn't recognise Figa, so I thought they were all in the same group, and I stupidly waited for Figa's group to move off, thereby embarrassing myself infront of [or rather, behind] the cute scrambler mat.

We went to Bedok, to meet more of Mahmud's friends, and the seven of us [or so] went to Changi for someone's BBQ pit. [Someone turned out to be this girl Nora and her dad, or something.] On the way, I wanted to isi minyak, but Dayah is Esso and I'm Shell, so I told them to go ahead and I'd catch them up or something. Dayah told M Dude to accompany me, so I zoomed off, expecting him to follow. When I turned around at a red light, it was Mahmud who was following me. *dies*

At Changi, I played on the swings, had fun, and waited for them to decide where to go next.

Un-understanding Dayah then wanted to call up Figa and meet him instead, while I tried to indicate to her with my eyes that I wanted to stay with Mahmud. She didn't get the hint, but relented anyway. So we followed them to Fort Road, where we met up with even more friends of theirs. So now I think there's at least eleven of us, I'm not sure.

Sat around for awhile, and then we headed for [final destination] Bukit Timah's Al-Ameen, detouring at the Kent Ridge bends. I tried my best to keep up, and was subsequently accused of being "degil" by Mahmud and Azim. How embarrassing. Previously only Mat accused me of being degil.

At Al-Ameen, Mahmud and Azim were picking on me half the time, while I tried to convince Rizal [on my other side] to give me a lift on his hot bike, and also to quit smoking around me.

Finally, rode home with half of them, and sat around talking at Esso for an hour with Dayah.

I've completely disregarded the part about the 100 missed calls.



Well I reached home slightly after subuh, and I decided to message Mahmud because he gave me a missed call for no apparent reason earlier. Somehow we made plans to meet up later that day [that's earlier today] to go to Ah Boy and buy stuff and get over to Dayah's place and cosmetically fix her bike [which he'd sat on last night, toppling it, and breaking a few appendages].

And somehow, after that we [minus Dayah] went for a late lunch. Met up with Azim, and went to Bugis just to walk around. And somehow I'm home, and it feels like Friday night never happened, and looking forward to this Saturday, when I'll get to see them again.

I've omitted most of the emotional bends I was going through, but just trust me when I say that ultimately, I feel terrific.

Woohoo yesterday was Dbl O. Last time I went there, we met Ninja. Haha. Anyway. We got there a little late, so macam tak puas when everything ended at 230. The customary long and suffocating queue for bags near the toilets, as usual. And I bumped into Shakilah from primary school. I can't believe she remembers me. Well, I'd rather her, than all the noisy screaming minahs and their boyfriends.

The music was great, although towards the end they played some stuff which I embarrassingly could not recognise. There was this manjen dude who spoke some malay and introed himself to us. Haha. TAK CUTE, and so glad he got the hint and moved away.

There were also these two malay dudes who were dancing next to us the whole time. Semi-cute, actually. One of them never stopped dancing. It was quite cute.

But yeah, that was it. When we left, I saw like a billion SOC dudes outside, along with the police bus or whatever, AND an ambulance parked outside with flashing lights. Along with the usual one or two patrol cars. SO EXCITING. You know me, as long as it doesn't involve me personally, I'll be fascinated for as long as you'll let me.

Dbl O has a smoking room, but I didn't dare venture inside, cos I was walking towards it, and I was like 50 metres away when I could already smell extra-concentrated cigarette smoke wafting out the cracks of the door. The room was packed with people cramped on the floor and every other available surface, actively destroying their lungs.

So they elected to smoke outside instead.

We tried finding another club that opened past three, that would let us in free, but well, takder. So we went home, after interacting with four mats, one of whom was riding a super four.

Ha. Yesterday was the first time I went clubbing since the glorious July 1 smoking ban. It's like wow, you step in, and everything smells SO good! It's great. My clothes smell great, my hair smells great, everything smells great and of course, the risk of my getting lung cancer isn't increased by any degree.

We went to Butter Factory, which was fun, if different. Then we tried going to MoS but even though it was hardly three, the awnings were down, so macam weird, so we went to Velvet Dragon instead.

Which looks--and feels--almost exactly the same as Momo. Except this time there were only about 50 people or less around. What happened to everyone else?!?!?! Well there was that cute guy from St. James, who tried to get off with Az. I see him everywhere, it's like a disease.

oooOOOooo and we made a stop by store first, and there was this cute guy walking to the carpark, and I couldn't help it, I smiled and him, and he smiled back! Lovesloves people who smile at me.

Finally. I've settled all my modules. It gets harder every year, I swear. And every year I forget what the graduation requirements are. So I have to dig up the 05/06 NUS Bulletin from the depths of the website and trawl through the 300-something pages.

Well, I've fulfilled [or am about to fulfill] all the specified requirements, so the rest just need to be filled in by UEs, which are essentially anything, right?

And with 900 points in my general account, I pray to God I'll get Chinese II this year.

Life sucks actually, but I don't like blogging about negative stuff like I once said. So I keep everything light and airy here.

I've started eating granola cereal at least once a day. Not intentionally, but it's such a yummy snack that now I look forward to when there's nothing to eat, so I can eat my granola with milk. Yums.

I'm not working anymore, pasal malas and I need a real break before school starts. But you know, when school starts, obviously I'll start working again. I just need an escape now, that's all.

I'm poor and I'm bored, so if anyone is boxed in by similar circumstances, please ask me out for a cheap date.

Love, me.

p.s. I was browsing through my labels and realised that I really miss MBB. I hope he'll be around when we get back to school.

Last night was the most exciting night of my life!

Okay no, but it was one of the most exciting nights I've had in a long time.

Leaving carpark from work at around one, and was snared in a roadblock at that same carpark. Was virtually ignored by everyone, until one dude decided to ask me whether I'd been cleared.

It was hot though. There were like three expressway patrol cars [or whatever], maybe three ROV bikes and two TP bikes. And there were more of them around the area. A few drivers being delayed pasal keretas modified sangat I suppose. Riders kena marah for tinted helmets. One car drove in and one of the officers quipped, "Wah this one confirm bring back one la!"

I was completely clean, btw. HA!

Went to Vivo and waited outside St. James and OMG, three TPs pulling up next to us. Again, ignored, and buat semak, so I sat down on the kerb and pulled out my handphone. I was quite annoyed by this time. Finally the third dude was done with my friend so I stood up and he smiled at me. In an instant all my annoyance evaporated and my heart melted at the same time and I smiled nervously back at him. He checked my papers, pronounced me good to go, and OMG again, that smile!

I couldn't resist so I snapped a photo when he wasn't looking. This means, of course, that it's a photo of his back, but WHO CARES? I just want a memento of that pleasant encounter. His name, btw, is Ahmad Elmi, which is so cute macam dier jugak! And I'm sorry if he's macam married or something, but Zul [who's married] told me there's nothing wrong with that, SO THERE.

I really hope we meet again [under similar pleasant circumstances], Ahmad Elmi.

[Oh yeah that was followed by Mount Faber, a teeny amount of supper, fifteen minutes waiting at the road shoulder, and finally home.]

I feel like doing an Awun and screaming at the TV, "WHAT love? WHAT love?!?!"

But other than that, I'm great, thanks for asking.

I went shopping with the welcome accompaniment of Hanom-Banom just now, and I actually maxed out my debit card and had to borrow a hundred bucks from her. Thanks Hanom.

We had lunch at Fish & Co. Served by the weirdest waiter in the world. And I'm being kind. When he first spoke to us, I swear I thought he was taking the mickey. But he kept up the gay-step-stewardess-complete-with-slight-bow-and-emotive-words act the WHOLE time. I was really quite unnerved. And Hanom was no help. The moment he opened his mouth, she was already getting ready to laugh. Oh Ali was there. He is still too, too adorable.

Yesterday was a night at Simpang after so long. It was lovely. I'd almost forgotten how much I love that place. Cute mats everywhere, like we don't get at store. A couple of them attempted to tail us home, but gave up halfway for I don't know WHAT reason!!! Ohwells. Anyways, slenger dude told us that Fakhrul's on holiday, so I can't wait till he gets back to work.

I can't believe school's starting soon. Not looking forward to it, really. And I'm so poor now it's not even funny.

I was at the carpark after work at around one in the morning, and I was smiling to myself because there was a pair of TP hanging around the carpark to conduct checks on the cars. I found it SO HILARIOUS because
(a) not only were there at least two large groups of people hanging around furtively, unwilling to get into their clearly-souped-up cars for fear of being inspected,
(b) but also because I really do hate these groups of earsplitting-engine cars that meet up in that carpark and then go zooming off somewhere else, in a creeping, annoying, noisy line. Like I'm not deaf enough already.

I mean, I actually saw one of the TPs under the hood of a car. Gahahahahaha. Good job! At least I know they're doing something other than antagonising me in the middle of the night at freaking Lim Chu Kang.

Okay, sorry. But really, the groups of modified cars really annoy me! They're noisy, step, AND they blind me to no end with their stupid high-intensity whatever foglights. HELLO. Did I miss any weather reports of foggy conditions? Takder pon. And you can't say I'm being hypocritical because Baby is a black bike with normal lights and I don't have an annoying speaker either. PLUS I don't ride around in groups of ten, blocking three lanes of major roads in the process. *nyehnyeh*

Oh dear this really turned into a tirade against annoyingbodykittedsportscars, didn't it? Well. I speak out against PDA too, sometimes. So. Haha. [If you don't get it, it's fine.]

I really think I should stop being so hate-able at work. I get annoyed at the stupidest things, and then I get annoying myself. Like the other day, a deaf customer who refused to respond to my calls of his java chip frap. So I went: "Hi, java chip frappuccino! [no response] Hi, java chip frappuccino! [no response] Hi, java chip frappuccino! [no response]" I was actually about to launch into a third chant, but Don made me stop. And the cute guy infront of him was laughing.

Today I was annoyed again. I made two venti chocolate cream chips and I was calling them out. "Chocolate cream chip! [no response] [in two decibels lower] Okay, ignore me.." YZ had a talk with me after that because apparently the guy was there and he was sniggering. Wow, you can snigger at my comments but you can't respond when I call your drink?

I haven't seen Dan in awhile, I wonder where he disappeared to.

The US Navy is in town. You can always tell. They're in the trains, in the clubs, in my store asking for white chocolate mocha and paying with Navy credit cards. It always breaks my heart a little to say that we don't have white chocolate in Singapore. I mean, having tasted the Spinelli's one--and subsequently drinking at least one each day--it's my favourite, too.

I missed venti no-whip add-sleeve caramel frap guy today because he came by earlier, apparently. =( He's really such a pleasant fixture to look at. I hope he'll be around tomorrow.

Okaylah tu je. I've been wanting to go for a secret shopping spree [secret because my boyfriend shouldn't know about it] but seriously, no time. I wake up just in time for work, and by the time I'm done, the shops are closed. I've been wanting to eat at Fish&Co too, but same setback.

Excuse me, cute guys, please apply at SB-LT. I'm dying of boredom and non-hesitation here. And "Can you STOP hiring girls?!?!" has become a daily chant by me to the managers.

Well that's it bye.

Ha! I'm back!

Both Caramel Brothers are here, I am so in love right now it's not even funny. But if I really had to choose, I'd pick the younger one. Both of them are waaay cool without even trying, but the younger one is hip-hoppy. The older one looks like he might crush me in bed [if he even deigned to get in bed with me, which is so not happening, so don't worry], so that makes him second pick.

My brother is stuck at home with chicken pox, and guess what. I've never actually had chicken pox before in my life, so I'm kind of at risk here. They say it gets more unbearable as you grow older. And although I had a chicken pox vaccine before one of my major exams [Primary Six or Sec Four], I'm still a little worried.

Oooh. Yesterday I finally hit Ikea Tampines since it opened. It's huge. There was this four-poster bed display that I fell in love with. It's just so fresh and charming. And there was a $600 rocking-sofa-chair which I almost bought with my own money. Once you get on it, you'll never want to get up. They're discontinuing the line, so if I really want to get it, I better get it quick. If any hot, rich guys out there are secretly in love with me, now's the time to come out, okay?

I have mottled [?] skin from a five-hour tanning session. It's so sad. I hope that one day it'll get back to normal. You know, if there's any disease I might die of, I think it would be skin cancer.

I haven't watched any movie in months, it feels. So sad.

OOOOOOOHHH on Saturday the hockey boys were in store. You know, Aidil and friends. Unfortch, I only know Aidil personally, so too bad. Haha. But I have to say, seeing a certain Pasir Ris-ian again was great. He still looks as hot as he ever did. I'm trying to recall the details involving the first time I saw him, but I can't seem to. It wasn't on the train, right? That was another guy. Hmmm.

Sometimes I miss those public transport days. Just sometimes.

Speaking of public transport, yesterday I was on 12 home from City Hall, and a few banglas were on it too. Then there was this chinese auntie-ish [around 30s or 40s, I know she has a talking son] who I swear was trying to pick up one of them. She was basically making conversation with him, asking him about his phone line, and whether he can cook or not, and how he would rate his cooking. It was just highly distracting listening to all that. I mean, she has a son. WHY is she trying to pick up a bangla worker. Or what could all her constant questioning mean, if she's not trying to pick him up?

Wow. I thought it'd be hard getting back into this blogging thing, but it's not. I've been flooding the partners' comm book with "entries", just cos it's easier to write there. No tagboard, no internet access requirement..

And now my alarm is going off so I gots to go. BYE.

Just dropping a note from Andy's laptop at work. Haha.

I'm still sick, it's so annoying. Yesterday I tried on about six dresses and a romper from River Island and I bought one of them. Plus a pair of Jellies in transparent. Modern-day Cinderella slippers. When I was younger they didn't have any big enough for my large child feet, so I'll get them now to make up for it.

I can't buy sale items cos mostly they don't have my size. But it's okay. I don't mind buying full-priced items. I don't like sale crowds anyway. Actually I don't like any kind of crowd except for the mid-sized clubbing crowd. Haha.

Also, I haven't been clubbing since the stupid ban, sedihnyer. So much for my plans to go check out the scene after the smoking ban. I was SO excited about it. Ohwell.

Okay my break's up, bye.

Don't say you will, if you won't.

Just a little something I live by.

So it's been a while since I last blogged, and I guess it took a huge thing to irk me badly enough to blog here.

Yesterday was the big day. I invited a few close friends, because, you know, it's not my wedding, and I even sent a couple of them real invitations, through the mail. This was at least a month ago, and then I bumped into another friend a week or so back, and I invited him too.

But wow, the one who showed up fifteen minutes before it started was the last-minute invite, my beloved Dodol and his girlfriend! Followed [hours apart] by Amin and Hanom.

Well, you know, it's an invitation and all, so you have every right, and then some, to decline. But I invited you, and you said yes, and some even followed up with offers of helping, etc. Friday night I was messaging and calling everyone, because Dodol was the only one who contacted me first. And nobody replied. Till like, two in the morning; noon the next day! So like, what were you doing when I called, anyway? You slept at midnight and woke up at noon?

So, what did you do, you forgot? Wow. If I invite you to my wedding, will you forget about it too? I wouldn't be surprised, really. There were even a couple of them who didn't turn up and didn't bother telling me.

Considering everyone accepted the invitation gracefully [and considering how we all attended Otam's wedding the other time with much anticipation], I was completely appalled.

It's just plain rude, is what it is.

And now I can really have a small wedding, no worries.

Malas to dwell on it, cos ugly thoughts make you uglier. But let's say now I know who I can count on.

I've been wanting to do this post for ages, but I never managed to find the time. Till now.

Well, basically, everybody and his dog knows that I got a major haircut in the last month. The same questions regarding my hair have been asked of me, so I thought I would compile them into this post.


Top Ten FAQs Regarding My Hair

1. Did you rebond it?
Yes, I went for soft rebonding, otherwise it would be pouffy and weird.

2. What made you get this hairstyle?
I've been wanting the Chinadoll-bangs for ages, plus I wanted to hack off all the old, dried-out hair, so it ended up like this.

3. Can I touch it?
Go ahead. It's not a wig.

4. What happens when you wear your helmet?
It depends. Sometimes nothing. Sometimes it'll just stick out at the ends and end up looking sixties.

5. What did your boyfriend say? [Hey, relatives have asked me that!]
Well, he wasn't thrilled, to say the least. Haha.

6. Do you miss your old hair?
No I don't.

7. What shampoo do you use?
Some unknown antidandruff shampoo they gave me at the salon, which doesn't seem to work anyway.

8. You look like Cleopatra.
Thanks.

9. You look like CleoFATra.
Thanks.

10. Isn't it hot?
Yes, as a matter of fact, it gets hot under the bangs. But ohwell. Small price to pay.

Bonus Question: How much did it cost?
Don't ask.

This was from Shafa's blog.

IF YOUR LIFE WERE A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?

So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, iPaq etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you’re cool...

01 - OPENING CREDITS: Favorite Flavor - LL Cool J f Mary J Blige
02 - WAKING UP: Cenderawasih - 2D
03 - FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL: Intan - Dzul Rabull Jalil
04 - FALLING IN LOVE: Gimme That - Chris Brown
05 - FIGHT SONG: Grind With Me - Pretty Ricky
06 - BREAKING UP: Semua Tak Sama - Padi
07 - PROM: Doaku Harapanku - Kris Dayanti
08 - LIFE: Darshan - B21
09 - MENTAL BREAKDOWN: So Sick - Ne-yo
10 - DRIVING: Bad Bad Bad - Raghav
11 - FLASHBACK: Papa Jahat - The Fabulous Cats
12 - WEDDING: On Fire - The Game
13 - BIRTH OF CHILD: Mungkin Nanti - Peter Pan
14 - FINAL BATTLE: Hey Sexy Lady - Shaggy
15 - DEATH SCENE: Don't Cha - PCD
16 - FUNERAL SONG: Chica Bonita - Shaggy
17 - END CREDITS: Miss New Booty - Bubba Sparxx


Hehe. Nothing to be embarrassed about, I think.

I had one of my now-rare train rides to work the other day, and I was just busying myself with photos when a set of the MRT Unit walked in at Tampines! Ahhh. Have always loved them. Haha. What were the odds, anyway?




Attended my cousin-in-law's [it's complicated] nikah on Saturday. The dude she's marrying is a Young Lion, so a bunch of Young Lions descended upon the home, in addition to the assortment of relatives from all sides. Eye candy galore, even though I have no interest in the game whatsoever. They kept to themselves, mostly, but the best part was when Hello-Kitty-lookalike [I don't wanna put his real name here for fear of being Googled, I really don't want this to get around] came out of the house and salamed ALL the datuks and pakciks before he left! I was SOOOOOOO awed, and my opinion of him just made an about-turn. In addition to being hot and famous, he's also respectful! How perfect can you get?

Okay enough gushing. I'm sure Nat knows who I'm talking about. Everyone else can ask me personally if you wanna know.




Life back at work has been all right. Yesterday there was a cute guy, maybe late twenties, who chatted to me while I made his hot chocolate. "Sekarang memang tak ramai orang eh?"/"So you get paid hourly right?"/etc. And Bernie and Dan were both around. Well it's just nice to see friendly faces.

Like that Malay dude the other day who insisted I speak to him in Malay cos he feels more comfortable conversing in Malay. But when I used that tactic on his friends, they responded in English. Macam-macamlah.

It hit me last night, how much I'm going to miss LT. Every aspect of working at LT. Parking at Angullia Park/LT multistorey, going to BK, visiting the DBS Autolobby.. It begins to hurt. Belum genap satu tahun, and you decide to close on me! Sedihnyer.

Anyway it's almost a given that the two of us will be at One Fullerton, which is some consolation.

Okaybye!

One year ago on this night..

..we met on the dancefloor.

Life's been just peachy, Alhamdulillah.

I went to PS the other night and met with some trouble parking Baby in the tiniest space imaginable. This cute mat Gilera was watching at first with a sympathetic smile on his face. Then as I started to sweat, he gave me helpful instructions. But that didn't go over too well either, so he said, "Nak saya tolong?" and I gushed, "Oh ya thanks!" before the words were even halfway out his lips.

So he got on the bike with good grace, and parked it beautifully for me. I didn't really see how he did it cos I was too busy looking down at his peach/pink sneakers. And no, no number-exchanging. I poured out words of gratitude, he said no-problem, and zoomed off.

But he was cu-uuuute.




That night was another Simpang night, and while on the way home, I was just thinking, Haaa last time roadblock kat sini.. Sekali I realised there was some sort of jam going on, and a few metres down I realised it was a roadblock. My third, btw. This was a selective roadblock again, so I thought they stopped all P-plates but no, after stopping me and Amin, they let this P-plate Phantom go!!!

Okay takper, I just surrendered the necessary documents and stuff. But even after they were done with Amin, they weren't done with me. I panicked inwardly, cos I was wondering whether it had something to do with the Lim Chu Kang roadblock. But the malay dude who was handling my stuff said to me, "Sorry eh, pasal kat license ader tunjuk 3A, tapi biler I screen takder 3A.." I shrugged it off, since I wasn't in a hurry or anything, and I had fun looking around at the other stopped vehicles. But inside I was thinking, "..biler I screen.." ke pe.. Haha. And there was a car that was stopped on suspicion of drink-driving. SO COOL.

Sorry, I'm of the train-wreck mentality.



Today we watched JPB [it's really Atikk's fault that I'm scared now] with Hanom, Natasha and friends. TOO FUN, espesh the noisy makcik infront who was discussing the plot with her husband who was two seats away.

Ask and you shall receive.

[backlog from last week]
My Lonerguy Mood is joyous.
My MBB Mood is rindu.

Exam Week has been pretty good so far. Studying at DTE--Pizza Hut mats, Boy [who asked me, "Bawak moto ape?"], and a smattering of Wild Wild Wet mats. Three glorious exams with Lonerguy. The last of which featured him kitty-corner to me. And which ended off with a not-so-romantic lunch at SP. Hehe.

Nights at Simpang. Lovely lovely lovely. Abang Fakrul and cute Faizal with the glasses and of course, Atikk's very own Abang Apoi. HAHA. And the assorted cute guys. I <3 Simpang so much it's not even funny.

Mechanic's hot as usual. Paid him the regular monthly visit, and Nat very kindly took a photo for me--which is still in her phone, unfortch. And the next night he sent me a goodnight forward. Hehe. Cute lah that one. So quiet and unassuming.



I've been faithfully returning to DTE, hoping to see Boy again, but no go. I'm not giving up, though.



I lovelovelove my new hair. Some people now have the illusion that I'm cute! *jumps around*