Sunday, June 26, 2005
yay my bro's back! like finally :) despite living apart for 6 months, it was still the usual "hey bitch" "hey bastard" greeting...but well. it's all in the name of love ;)
I DON'T WANT SCHOOL TO START I DON'T WANT SCHOOL TO START I DON'T WANT SCHOOL TO START I DON'T WANT SCHOOL TO START I DON'T WANT SCHOOL TO START I DON'T WANT SCHOOL TO START I DON'T WANT SCHOOL TO START I DON'T WANT SCHOOL TO START I DON'T WANT SCHOOL TO START I DON'T WANT SCHOOL TO START I DON'T WANT SCHOOL TO START I DON'T WANT SCHOOL TO START I DON'T WANT SCHOOL TO START I DON'T WANT SCHOOL TO START I DON'T WANT SCHOOL TO START I DON'T WANT SCHOOL TO START
oh shit spiderman's starting. bye.
bel
retardebel 7:01 PM
Sunday, June 19, 2005
limousine aka xianhuilim is being an annoying toot and asking me to blog. like it's so easy like that! you think it's very easy is it? just come here and type in a few mindless paragraphs? cheh!
okay lah. quite easy lah. especially when you are overflowing with joy now that TSB is complete again! WELCOME BACK RUOQI RESH AND JEMMIE! oh my goodness. i never thought i would live to see that day i actually anticipate the return of ruoqi the grouch. ohwell... then today shall be the day i die.
but anyway. i didn't miss them as badly as i initally thought. i mean, it's not like i didn't miss them COMPLETELY. but yarh... xianhui and gee turned out to be much better company than expected. especially that limousine! HAHAHAHAHA. she and me. we have telepathy i tell ya. and we're seriously rubbing off on each other the wrong way! if i thought that training without the rest of tsb was gonna be boring, i thought wrong! it was helluva fun!!!! our subway lunches... reliving our old memories (sec 1 and sec 2 were sooooo long ago)... and just crapping around haha. you should seriously see all our msn convos. then again, not. totally un-kool man! (if only they knew... if only they knew...) i think rj's gotta put up a restraining order against us next year. not like that'll stop the chor lors from invading the field man!
anyway since bel the filial one has dedicated a whole blog entry to her dearest papa for father's day (yah right bel, don't think i dunno. it was more about food than daddy right!), i shall try to top off her act of piety although it'll be very hard to do so.
so anyway my brothers and i were deciding what to do for father's day. we didn't want any old boring tie or shirt or crayon-drawn card or something. being the loving kids we are, we wanted to do something SPECIAL this year. so we decided to have one of those custom made fountain-pen holders and a personalized- okay here come the ewwws- pillow for dad. yeah so since it's like personalized and custom-made, yeah we get to put his picture there. big mistake man.
me: okay, let's find a picture where he looks nice! if not he won't like it.
bros (let's call them bro1 and bro2): okay. we've got some in the comps.
me: i've got more! let's browse through mine first.
thus...
bro1: ewww. no not that one!
me: nope not this one either!
bro2: ARE YOU KIDDING? chucky's bride or what?!
me: eh don't be so ba... OMG YOU'RE RIGHT!
bro1: how bout this one?
me&bro2: yes can. if we were blind.
me: yucks no no no!
bro1: this one's out!
bro2: disgrace to the lee family man!
suddenly mum walks in
mum: why are you guys crowding round the computer? looking at porn sites?
bro1: well you COULD put it that way.
me: oi! no lah! we're just finding a nice picture of daddy to put on the pen-holder.
mum: -guffawing- a NICE picture of your dad? hahahaha! you're as likely to find it as that needle in a haystack.
all of us: MUM!!! don't be so bad! he's your husband.
mum: -shrugs- uh huh. just find any picture of him will do. don't bother looking for a nice one.
bro1: come on mum! look at me! how can there NOT be a nice picture of the man who produced me?!
mum: well.. that could be MY genes.
all of us: MUUUUM. -shoots her the look-
mummy walks out of the room
me: eh no more pics in my computer. let's check the others.
after awhile..
bro2: no more pics in these two computers either. let's just check the photo albums for some. maybe there are a few youthful handsome pictures!
after another hour, mummy walks in to find us pouring over the old photo albums
mum: hah! i told you right.
me: we WILL.. we WILL find a NICE pic of daddy!
bro1: -suddenly closes the album- can we just use ANY pic? give it up lah! this is so embarrassing! how is THIS -points to a pic of daddy with his thick glasses, buttoned up striped shirt and belt-ed bellbottom pants- related to THIS -points to his stickthin, bony, halfnaked self-?!
me: -scoffs and gives him an incredulous look- and you still don't see?
bro2: aiyah. it won't be nice to give him a personalized pen-holder with him looking like that lah ok. let's just get him a polo shirt and a spavoucher.
me&bro1: yeah, let's.
and i ALWAYS wonder why i ALWAYS end up giving my dad a tie/shirt/fountainpen/spavoucher/wallet/crayon-drawn-card for father's day... now i know why. poor daddy. maybe next year. maybe the spavoucher we're giving him will do a little bit of good. such that he'll be able to receive a nice cuddly picture-ized pillow for father's day next year. maybe!
i think my baby brother is so cute! he took out all the money in his piggybank and went to the market to buy flowers for daddy. all with his own money. he even picked out the flowers himself! and with the extra dough, that angel bought a little toygun for daddy too. oh he's just sucha little darling! flowers for daddy. sigh... innocent little kids... i just LOVE them.
*oh btw, if any of y'all wanna know the latest church-camp gossip, come find me! it really helps having a nosy younger brother at camp who gets along well with the others man. whoa... interesting revelations indeed man. sigh. all this after i confessed to the priest that i gossiped too much and promised to try not to do so anymore.
!deb.17-- rgssoftball'05 [THEY'RE BACK!!!]
retardebel 12:54 AM
Saturday, June 18, 2005
in view of the approaching father's day, i decided to be a good filial daughter by deviating from my usual sleeping habits and waking up at 9am to go for breakfast with my dad! he wanted to eat the "traditional breakfast" that he used to have as a kid, so we decided to go to the bukit ho swee hawker centre.. haha my dear old papa looked as if he was a child again! it seemed as though he was transported back in time, way back to the old days where they was no air-conditioning, and all they had was simple fare. just looking at the way he chatted so cheerfully with all the hawkers there made me really happy, as i haven't seen him so cheerful in ages. (okay exaggerating a bit)
and the food... just one step less from heaven, to say the least. just sitting out there with the soft rays of sunshine beating gently upon your back, sipping the aromatic traditional black kopi-o and sinking your teeth into the delicious, mouth-watering toast - a little brown at the edges, with smooth sweet kaya and melted butter sandwiched in the middle - it was simply paradise. (shit this is turning into a descriptive piece) as we tucked into our lovely traditional breakfast, i listened to my nostalgic father reminisce about the past... everyone used to be so easily contented. it's such a pity that so many children nowadays, especially in Singapore, have lost their childhood due to the fiercely competitive school environment that they are so mercilessly plunged into at such a young age.
well after that my dad was still hungry, so he decided to pay his dear laksa aunty friend a visit. we each tucked into a huge bowl of piping hot laksa, with extra cockles and chilli :), as he chatted with dear old aunty laksa. i couldn't understand a single word, so i dunno how my dad managed to tell her about my brother and i - how many kids he has, the education statuses of my brother and i, all the schools we went to, our lives in school, my rp programme, how stressed i was, how my brother is adapting to life in america... omg like everything. all in the short span of about 20 minutes. yeah the aunty is nice and all, giving us extra cockles and taupok, but she doesnt have to ask soooo much... that was like the entire history of the lives of my brother and i! =/ and i shudder to think about what my super-duperly-over-egotistical dad must've told her about me, what with the impressed looks and huge friendly grins she threw at me... while poor me had to pretend i understood her perfectly... just nod nod smile smile >.< i bet he over-exaggerated like crazy. arghhhhh... dads -.-
after that, we ate SOME MORE. omg. i never knew the extent of my dad's appetite till today. just by looking at his small frame, with frail thin limbs and protruding cheekbones (okay la exaggerating again), you could never imagine how much he could eat. yeah so anyway we bought tutu kueh... like those white rice flour thingies with coconut in it. argh i am so bloody full now... urghhh crazy daddy.
but all in all, today was good quality time spent with my dear daddy :) i mean like how often are teenage daughters who are all stressed up by the insane education system in Singapore able to spend time enjoying simple hawker fare with their daddies? hmm only thing about today was that he paid... haha. so much for an early father's day celebration. but nvm i'm sure he didn't mind ;)
alright till next time then. tata.
bel
retardebel 12:00 PM
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
ok, so we didn't sneak out to eat tau huei like the last time, but CAMP ROCKED! i'm still suffering from church camp withdrawal symptoms. -sniffs (see my point? i would NEVER EVER do something bimbotic like "-sniffs" if i weren't high or sick or something.)
and to think that my mum and brother had to drag me kicking and screaming to camp on the first day. coz i wanted to go for training. i would've misse dout on the time of my life if they hadn't man. i dunno there was just something so special about camp this year. maybe coz it's our last one as a class? i know that most of us are probably gonna come back as teachers or youth ministry members or choir members and stuff but the magic will be gone. yeah what our class had was magic. really. everyone says that this batch was the most special batch ever. the most revolutionary one. EVERYONE says that. it's gonna be so sad when we all leave. i'm missing all of them already. especially my closest pals. sandy, angie, daniel, moses, VINCENT etc. sigh. what am i gonna do without them man.
hmm on the first day... we... split into groups? haha cannot really remember. yeah. i was in "understanding" with nigel (uh-oh), gabriel li (marie's brother), terry, charmaine and... MY BROTHER gabriel. yes MY brother. i mean you can see already that my group was headed for disaster. what with all the hiao/perverted/naughty guys in the group. yeah. me and charmaine were like hte only girls. and she wasn't there for most of the camp anyway, leaving ME to handle the wild male species on my own. and to make it worse, our facil was nicholas. yes. another cootie GUY. poor me. and my feminist ego. to be stuck in a male dominated group. i was right. for the king/queen up contest, we chose nigel to be our queen. and what did those imps of gabriels do? make g strings and bras out of rafia and vanguard sheet. and blow up fake balloon boobs for nigel. give me a break! even my many "i'm gonna tell mummy arh!" did not scare my brother. urgh. but i have to admit it was pretty funny and interesting watching the perverted male mind at work. can't really remember what we did for hte rest of the day. the sessions were pretty useless. last year's were so much better. but the movie rocked man! i was sobbing throughout the show! the girl is just so darn cute! and pretty! unfortunuately, stupid vincent luo had to go ruin it for me lah ok. we were both perched on the chairs stacked up behind the hall. there was this touching part where the children were separated from the dad. and i was close to tears... when suddenly... "BOOM!!!!" omg. totally ruined the moment lah. i turn to the side and there is vincent, grinning sheepishly back at me. "heh heh.. sorry. i just wanted to put my shoes on the floor!" yes.. right... BOYS. and whnever i'm so engrossed in the movie, vincent will suddenly turn to me and ask me what "this word means" and what "that word means", "who is that person", "is she good or is she bad?" blahblahblah. i was THIS CLOSE to giving him a box. and there was moses sitting below us having silent convulsions of laughter at my misery.
hmm didn't sleep at all that night. went downstairs with sandy and moses to have our traditional late night talks at the stone bench next to the pond. we were joined by the facils mark and gabriel(belloc) halfway through. thank god. i was up to HERE listening to all the stuff about relationships. haha belloc was a hoot. his racist jokes were damn funny. we shifted location to outside the church doors for some reason or other in the middle of the night. vincent suddenly came down to join us. i think he was sleep walking. haha. he was SO CUTE! coz the rest of us were listening to ghost stories and racist jokes and stuff and he SO wanted to be part of it and all.. but was a terrible failure. we were laughing mroe at his enthusiasm than the joke itself. daniel came down too suddenly. dunno why. i was trying to get moses to do commando pushups coz he showed me some hte last time. but he was too sissy. mark did some though! and he did one arm push ups too. whoa. but i think he's damn ego. just coz he can breakdance. he kept insulting others lah. like jeremy. belloc was real cool though. i mean, he's not only funny, but he's also real strong about the faith stuff although it doesn't seem like it. his experiences were really quite inspiring. he's actually a really deep guy lorh! don't like it when they start talking about relationships and stuff though. oh yah, ben asked me, in his letter, why i dread talking about it so much. i don't really know man. i guess it's like, being in a relationship at this young age really takes a toll on us. so yah, i've made up my mind not to do silly stuff like that again. not now. so when you guys start talking about it, it really makes me think about what might have been and stuff. and i guess it sort of increases my desire and curiosity again and i might be tempted... u know what i mean? yah. so it's better htat i shut my ears to the evil that is bgr and concentrate on what i'm supposed to be doing now, at this age. basically, i'm just scared lah ok. of temptation. becuase i know how weak i can be. yeah. haha so when they started talking about bgr again, i went to sit with vincent on the wooden bench by the fountain and we talked... and talked... about homework. and projects. and school. haha i dunno talking about it with vincent is just so different. it's like i actually enjoy talking about work with him. coz we've known each other since forever and we sort of have the same beliefs and values (unlike the other group over there, where mark was advising moses not to study too hard, get into poly can already -.-')... yeah. talking about schoolwork with vincent is very liberating. he me and favian have the same ambition =) although we always compete with each other. i guess it spurs us on? yeah. so aroudn 6:50am, i went to bathe with sandy. not WITH sandy. but yeah, the both of us went to bathe. stupid moses and daniel were plotting to take pictures of us after our baths when we came out of the toilet. they wanted to scare us. yeah right.
we had morning PT if you can believe it. wth. all of us were being the rebellious teens we were and just slacked throughout the whole thing. haha during the jumping jacks sandy and i were just flailing our arms about. it was super funny. mark (the facil who gave us pt) apparently thought not. he was damn fierce lah. kept making everyone do it again and again until it was up to his standards. and even when it was up to HIS standards, the other facil, andrew, yes ARMY andrew didn't think so and made us jog round hte church. like WTH?! JOG around the CHURCH? give me a break. we're not in army man. or boot camp. urgh. yeah so we had sessions after that and skit planning. the sec 4s REFUSED to do the skits in our groups and demanded that we do is as a class. against the sec 3s. they were so touched by our determination that they gave in. yah right. more like they couldn't do anything against our united front! woohoo sec 4s rock! we played some silly games in the hall like fire hunter earthquake and dog and bone and stuff. HAHA. dog and bone rocked man. our team won! we were damn cheaterbug lah (but the facils thought it was "innovative" HAH). there was one where they called for people wearing shoes i think. yeah and i was wearing shoes. and my team was desperately losing. so i just ran over there and before they could do anything, i kicked the slipper ("bone") backwards to my side. TING! one point for us! yeah and there was this one where they called for odd numbers so we all charged forward and they formed something like a rugby scrum and i grabbed hte slipper from below and ran back. they almost caught me but thanks to softball practise, i SLID past the line. so they were left grabbing air. HAH. (no bel, i didn't scream somehting like "wheee" ok.) haha and OH MY PERSONAL FAVOURITE! i can't remember what they called for but we charged forward again. no one dared to touch the slipper so i sat on it. then they all began touching me, saying that they had caught me. but the rules say that i need to grab the slipper before they can catch me. so it wasn't over yet. so there i was sitting all dandy and nice atop the slipper when joel the little genius and the rest of the guys from my team formed a shield for me. so before hte other team knew what was happening, i stood up, grabbed hte slipper and ran home to safety! yay!!!! we rocked it. and we won it. we won captains ball too. sec 4s versus sec 3s+facilitators. even though they had the facils, who were like wayyyyy older and taller and more muscular than us, it was our chor lor, gungho spirit that won us the game. 2-0! haha we would have trashed them if not for the numerous misses peter made atop the chair and if not for hte bloody freaking super tall gabriel liu who was like too tall to get past. he just stood in front of peter and swipped the balls away like a huge bear! but although we were little in every sense possible, we were fierce. we were fighters. we roared. and we won haha. joel thinks that i should be abit more gentle. he says i behave like a babarian. me? -giggles and waves handkie- nahhhh!
ok what else. yah we had amazing race. AND WE WON OKAY WE WON. we got like 84 and a half points. but we didn't win overall because the other groups got points from the dress up competition on the first day. sandy's group (which won) got like 93 and a half points overall. which mean they only got 73 and a half points form the race. and vincent's group (which got second) got 92 and a half ppoints overall. which means they only got 82 and a half points fomr the race. hello we got 84 and a half points lah! we should have won! in the end we only got third overall. BUT WE SHOULD HAVE WON! anyway considering that we only had 5 members (the rest had gone off!), it was quite a feat okay! adn considering that we had like hte naughtiest stupidest craziest people in the sec 3 and sec 4 classes (me, nigel, gabriel lee-my brother and gabriel li- marie's brother) it was an even greater feat okay! and considering we had this weird facilitator who just irritated us throughout the race by talking in this supposedly-aussie-but-sounded-more-like-an-angmoh-indian accent, it was a gigantanormous feat! so thank you nigel, gabriel li and gabriel lee for making my time spent with the cuckoo group so fun and memorable. i'll never forget you guys man! but that doesn't mean i condone your vulgarities and perverness OK! ew.
haha, vincent sandy and i were playing chopsticks throughout camp on the piano. our duet! haha ok no, our trio-et? haha. dunno what the word is. but it was super fun! hahahahahaha. yeah and we had a karaoke session in the hall too. just us. me vincent sandy moses ben daniel angie joe. haha. i love those people man! they rock my socks! yeah and the bunch of us were playing concentration throughout camp and it was so freaking fun! seriously. i never knew how fun it could be! just like sissy my baby! it was so infectious. other peole wanted to join in too. but too bad. our concentration league was too intense for outsiders. stupid idiots. i got level 5 pig like TWICE. this is an utter disgrace. i NEVER EVER got even a level one pig!!!!! but it was becuase they were aiming for me. they purposely sabo-ed me. especially moses and joe! wahlao. i guess it's just coz i'm so cool that they HAD to see me get level 5 pig! nevermind. i purposely lost. i purposely got level 5 pig a.k.a. mother sow, just for their viewing pleasure. hmph. cheap thrills.
our skit was quite a success i daresay (of course we beat the sec 3s!). haha it was a tribute to teacher julie. she was damn touched she cried. anyway i tell ya, moses was possessed man! yah lorh. he was acting as god, and many of his lines were impromptu. but they were so great! and inspirational! where did THAT come from man! woohoo moses rocks my socks! he was so funny!!!!! cool. i should upload a picture of him in costume. I dressed him up. yes. he did look pretty didn't he. haha he was wearing my white hairband to make his fringe stand and i tell ya! he was the coolest thing on earth! and in heaven. he was such a FUNKEH god! well i took his sji sweater. so we're quits. haha and daniel's and my scene was pretty hilarious too. especially daniel! he's a HOOT i tell ya! a true blue retard. gotta hand it to him for being so funny! he gets the deb standing ovation man! coz he was acting as teacher julie's father. i was the mother. yah so in real life teacher julie's parents objected against her becoming a catholic. yeah but we made the scene a little more lighthearted lah. except that our "a little more lighthearted" became more of a heartattack-inducing scene. i mean, of laughter lah. yah. haha daniel daniel. there was this part where angie (acting as teacher julie) asked daniel "dad... can i become a catholic?" and daniel was like (IMPROMPTU OK) straining his ears and looking all grumpy and daddy and stuff "huh?? HARH? alcoholic? ALCOHOLIC? nono! cannot!" angie: "A CATHOLIC!" daniel: "nono! no alcholic in the family! nono cannot. -and right at this point, he takes a swig from his imaginary beer bottle-" HAHAHAHAHAHA. if i weren't the one supporting daniel (as his wife) and his walking stick (a bamboo pole we stole fomr the construction work outside), i wold have collapsed onto the floor man! yah so since i was in the scene i had to control my laughter, so i was hiding my face (my RED face) behind my pink powerpuff girl towel that i was supposed to be using to "dab the sweat off daniel's face". yah then we had this fight scene where dan, angie and i were doing kungfu-matrix moves and suddenly.. "scissors paper stone!". hahahahahhaa. it doesn't sound funny but it WAS funny. i swear. yah so me and daniel lost the "scissors paper stone" and daniel got a heartattack and i pranced off the stage. except that i forgot that i was supposed to help daniel off the stage since he had a heartattack. so there he was lying all confused on the floor. and i suddenly remembered that i was supposed to help him in. but i was too embarrassed to back on. so i just dragged him behind the scene. everyone started laughing. my brother said it looked HILARIOUS because there i was looking all sneaky and stuff from behind the stand, then i suddenly grabbed hold of daniel's thigh with one hand and dragged him behind. oh gawd. i could have died of embarrassment. why on earth did i do that. but my brother said that at least it added much needed humour to the serious play? sigh whatever makes you happy. at the end of the play, we all got up and bowed to teacher julie a la her favourite phrase "i bow to you because i bow to the god i see in you". so we all echoed that phrase and moses removed his tag saying "god" and placed it aroudn teacher julie's (the real one!) neck. it was SO TOUCHING. i could've cried. i did actually. when we all had the group hug. right there in the middle of the hall. in front of everyone else. we didn't care. we were just crying and hugging. teacher julie cried the most. daniel and i escorted her back to her seat (being her "parents" and all) and yah we sat beside her. and she kept hugging us and kissing us and crying into us, saying "thank you thank you". yeah so i guess we got the effect we wanted. we touched her. just as she touched us. and inspired us.
hmm our parents came at night. to exchange letters with us. i forgot mine so angie, vincent and i rushe dours upstairs. when i went down i was greeted by the most touching scene ever- teenagers hugging their parents. i started sobbing. really. i spotted my parents. and i dunno what came over me but i just ran over and hugged them so tightly! and i hugged my brother too. although he was trying to act cool. oh brother brother. come on over here! haha. yeah i never hugged him and my parents so much in my life. i was just so inspired and touched by everyone else hugging their parents and exchanging letters and stuff. sigh.... yeah then when all the teary notes were exchanged, we went downstairs for supper and had a sandwich making competition! haha. children versus parents! i teamed up with vincent sandy moses angie and my brother to make the most wonderful sandwich ever. using bread as a cross in the middle of our beautiful sandwich garden. OH THE AUDACITY OF IT ALL! our parents copied us! they claimed that WE copied them but WE KNOW OK. the ones with the bright ideas are the kids! my parents, sandy's parents, and moses's mum teamed up to make a beautiful sandwich garden with a BAGUETTE cross (complete with rosary and all) to beat our aforementioned wonderful display! it was stunningly beautiful! awww darn! cheaters! haha they never did announce the winners. but i daresay that it was a fight between our sandwich and our parent's sandwich. the rest of the kids and parents could not compare man!!!! heh.. we were made to eat our respective parents' sandwiches. and they had to eat ours. so of course, we didn't fail to "let slip" the fact that us being hte dirty scruffy kids we are, didn't wash our hands and were playing in the playground just now. HAH BEAT THAT! ok.. my dad did beat that. he was grossing us out (while we were eating their nice sandwich) telling us that he had just gone to see a patient who had bowel constipation so he had to stick his hand up his patient's butt and dig out the shit. OH GAWD. i tell ya, you should've seen our FACES MAN. sandy turned GREEN. and i almost vomitted out my piece. URGH. parents are SOOOOO crafty. and bitchy. urgh can't they let us win even ONCE? BAH. so anyway moses and i were making this GROSS salad from the left over lettuce leaves, tomatoes, cucumbers, tuna mayo, chicken mayo, egg mayo and stuff. it was really GROSS i tell ya. when vincent strutted over and had this idea about eating up the stuff. so us being the proud peacocks we are, acted brave lah, saying htat we COULD eat it. so i poked up a forkful of disgustingsalad and wanted moses to eat it. so moses poked up a forkful of disgusting salad and wanted vincent to eat it. so vincent poked up a forkful of disgusting salad and wanted ME to eat it. so we have this video of us stuffing forksful of disgustingsalad into each others mouths. me into moses, moses into vincent. and vincent into me. ohmygawd. and even after having the DISGUSTINGsalad stuffed into our mouths, we refused to admit defeat and started chowing down. gross. i tell you i really really REALLY felt like vomitting. but i couldn't lose to moses and vincent! girl pride ok! it was positively the stupidest thing we ever did because it was GROSS and we could've killed each other. we all swore never to do it again. and right after we swore on that, we decided to play concentration, and the loser had to eat up the remainder of the disgustingsalad. will we EVER learn? SIGH.
didn't sleep much that night either. i was teaching vincent bio. and singing karaoke. and playing the piano. and watching moses and daniel do tupid stuff like mattress race. and somehow, sometime then, i fell asleep. on the stage. in the hall. it was so cosy! the guys and sandy also fell asleep there. thank god the facils and teachers didn't freak man. (but then again, considering that J***** and J**** slept TOGETHER both nights, on the same bed, under the same blanket, doing god-knows-what underneath, i think our rebellion was pretty mild). joe came to wake us in the morning. and i went to wake vincent who started mumbling all sorts of weird stuff. i was laughing and laughing because he was obvioulsy sleep talking! me: "eh vincent wake up!!!" vincent: "lejnfaojlanfkjnalksj?" me: "HAHAHA! WAD WAS THAT?! are u sleeptalking?!!" vincent: "NOOO! asdknbkasjdhoasdbhak?" me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" during breakfast daniel was telling me of how i sleep-pose. like i'm sleeing then suddenly, i'll flip over and do a pose. and then i'll stay in that pose. and after awhile i'll flip over agian and strike another pose and stay in that pose. then after awhile i do it again... and the cycle goes on... i know i sleepwalk. but sleep-posing?!!!!! HUH? anyway we had lotsa fun gossiping and stuff after that. vincent and i were trying to rap. angie was impressed with my eminem impersonation! YAY! and nigel said that i've got nice muscles! YAY! and moses said i've got damn hard muscles! YAY! and vincent said so too. haha. i lost to moses and favian in arm wrestling. god they are STRONG. but i beat daniel!!! haha. ok i cheated lah. just as he was going to beat me, i shouted something to distract him, and he loosened his grip and i quickly flipped his hand over and slammed it down! YEAH MAN! victory for the girls! of course hte girls were cheering me on! and haha the facils were commenting about what an embarrassment daniel was to the male community. peter and vincent were too scared to wrestle with me!
yeah so i had to go off for my match in the middle of camp on sunday but i came back in time for the concluding of the mass, where the parents had to light candles and pass it on to the children. i hugged my dad again and my flame went out. but i got it lighted again using angie's flame. so i went back to my seat and that MOSES JAMES tried to SNEEZE my fire out. idiot! so there we were in the middle of mass, sneaking turns trying to extinguish each other's flame. haha that idiot of a moses. he was trying to blow off MY candle, but he accidentally breathed out too much and extinguished his own flame!!!! i was laughing my ass off! when suddenly, i sneezed and extinguished MY OWN flame! wth. yeah. and then we had praise and worship. my class is usually the damn enthu bunch. the psycho kias. but our parents were there so we had to tone down a little. we were like stones lah. so after mass, we decided to have our own praise and worship. the parents were lingering around too long, so joe passed me the mike and me, being me.. "attention all parents! this is an emergency. we need you to leave the hall immediately. yes, this IS an emergency, please evacuate NOW. before you are bombarded by teenage madness. thank you! NOWWW!" yeah so after the parents left, the real fun began!!! woohoo! we were jumping and screaming and singing like nobody's business. fun. i love my batch. yeah then we had to go home.
i didn't wanna go home!!!! yeah so vincent moses (peter invited himself) and i went to daniel's house to hang out. it was damn fun! daniel's house rocks man. they taught me how to play bridge. i must admit, that moses and vincent are better teachers than my idiots of brothers. yay! I WON! on my first attempt. haha. moses and vincent were playing the guitar and vincent was supposed to serenade me to the tune of "who is that man?". it was hilarious i tell you! it turned out something dumb like "oh deborah oh deborah. you are so very pretty. oh deborah oh deborah. i need you baby. ooh i need you. your eyes sparkle and shine and your hair oh so smooth! your figure..." right about here i burst out laughing. and so does vincent. moses. daniel. everyone else. so we cuckoos were just sitting there on daniel's bed lauhging like idiots. i bet we scared daniel's brother off. because he suddenly scrambled out of the room shaking his head. HAHA. yeah. and then vincent and i were playing prom queen by cascading down the steps of daniel and his brother's double decker bed. yeah i was the girl at first, when we realised that vincent with his macho girliness would make hte perfect prom queen. so i stood at the foot of the bed and help out my hand to him "may i?" and he GIGGLED and took my hand and i had to KISS his. yeah then i led him down the steps so gracefully! HAHA. then we went to the living room and daniel was playing this folk song so vincent and i started doing a folkdance to the amusement of daniel's grandparents. hahahahaha. it was so funny!!! yah then we watched daniel and his brother play xbox for awhile before calling it a day. oh man we intended to stay for one hour and ended up staying for about 3. haha but it was SO FUN! we're gonna crash daniel's house another day and do our guy stuff again! too bad you weren't there sandy coz daniel's BROTHER was there. seriously, i don' see what you see in him. older men are so leychey! i think hanging out with the guys our age like moses and vincent and daniel and joel and nigel and daniel anthony (hands in pocket!!!) is so much funner!!! and more innocent fun too. childish fun! haha. ok whatever. i love you guys!!!!
yeah that's all.
!deb.17-- rgssoftball'05. [church camp ROCKED!]
retardebel 11:35 PM
Sunday, June 12, 2005
me: "mom, why do you always spy on me?"
mom: "nothing... your actions just always seem to arouse my curiosity, that's all."
W T H.
i will be a nice tolerant obedient filial daughter.
i think i'm going bananas. breakfast was banana cake, and a huge long banana. after lunch, i had another huge long banana. before dinner, i became thirsty but thankfully my aunt came home with... banana milkshake! after dinner... what did i have?
yeah you got it, the huge long banana.
and that concludes the end of this redundant entry. byebye bananas.
bel
retardebel 11:34 PM
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
well i've always fancied myself a deadly, sexy assasin bel. so your dream... i dunno it might just come true! and i SO do not go "wheee" when i slide. "wooooo" maybe. but definitely not "wheeee". oh the audacity to even suggest i slide with such little elegance. you deserve to be killed. no, not in your dreams.
it's so weird. all of them have flown off. saturday- joel (forever). sunday- ruoqi, resh, jem (for 2 weeks). this morning- sam, sasha (forever). why's everyone migrating? ohwell. whatever. i miss the departed softballers already. when i start to blog, i wonder what the point in blogging is, when the people i blog for are away. everytime i start to click on their blog links, i stop. because i know that there's not gonna be anything new. i hate to do this. but i will lay down my dignity and pride for this good cause. but i shall say this only once. only once. and then i will hold my peace forever... I MISS YOU RUOQI RESH AND JEM! COME BAAAAAACK!
eeyer. bel do you notice the discrepancies between our blog and others? YES! u know... we never ever have depressing entries. no, i mean depressable entries. no. not that. i mean depressatating entries. AIYAH. i dunno what the word is. but you know, entries that vaguely hint of depression. you know what i mean right? this is bad. we have to put a stop to these gay and happy entries once and for all. it's so insensitive to be whoopeewhee when everyone else is down in the doldrums. right. hmm.. let me think of something depressing first. erm. life sucks! ok no it doesn't really. aiyah you write one lah bel.
actually, don't.
maybe it's a blessing to be happy and contented with life after all. maybe it's a good thing that we take setbacks in our stride and not let them affect us. (yah right, who were the ones that wailed like hyenas with sorethroats when we lost in the semis? haha) alright. let's not be depress-ers.
that time of the year is here! oooh the BLOG AWARDS! where we honour online's finest... so without further ado, let's get the show rolling with our co-hosts bel and me! that sounds pretty wrong doesn't it? "OUR co-hosts bel and ME". i wonder if any host starts off a programme like that. "OUR cohosts, blah and ME".
deb: welcome to the blog awards 2005!
bel: yay! welcome to the blog awards 2005!
deb: -.-' let's invite miss AHNgela chan to give out the award for 'blog with the SHORTEST entries'. miss chan please.
someone from crowd (tall medium or short? not sure. could be all three): ANNIE! you're breaking my heart! (a la star wars)
deb: i'm an ANNIE too! (deborah ANNe lee)
bel: i'm an ANNIE too! (ANNabel)
gee: shut up lah. and the award goes to... huh? ANGELA CHAN?
deb: oh. hehe. sorry wrong envelope. that was the winner of the 'shortest blogger' award not the 'blog with the shortest entries'
bel: yes. hehe. sorry. here's the correct envelope.
gee (fuming): i understand that this is all a mistake but YOU KNOW...
(everyone groans as she sprouts her favourite phrase)
deb: just get it over and done with already.
gee: ok. the award goes to rnj.diary-x.com! well, at least, the r part.
bel: yay! well done ruoqi and jem. sorry people. due to a minor misjudgement of time,
deb: the softballers should know. we ALL have this problem. especially when we're together. ten minutes turn into another 2 hours.
bel: anyway, sorry. the rest of the awards have to be given out speedily.
deb: will recipients please stay in their seats, we will get ruoqi to throw the trophies to you.
bel: yes. unfortunately if she actually walks over to your seats, the show will have to run for another three hours.
deb: four!
bel: three!!! remember? she has improved her timing from 7 steps per hour to 10 steps per hour?
deb: oh yah. three!
most retarded blog- http://retardebel.blogspot.com of annabel lim and deborah lee. (no surprise here. i mean LOOK AT THE BLOODY BLOG NAME! bel: ouch ruoqi! i said THROW. not PITCH. you hit me! now i get a walk. hmph!)
funniest entry- it's a tie! "Nooby Fashion Magazine- How to make a Nooby skirt" (wednesday, 13/04) and "How to be a Nooblet" (saturday, 16/04) both written by angela chan. http://survivante.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_survivante_archive.html (you go girl!)
lousiest entry- hmm.. another tie! almost all of angela's homework entries and those that slam coach. http://survivante.blogspot.com/ (firstly, we do not, i repeat, DO NOT need to be reminded of our own piles of homework sitting all pretty and dandy and UNTOUCHED at home. OK! and secondly, despite his occasional pms-ing, he is still our dear ol' coachie. and i'd defend him with my life!)
the most bimbotic blog by a non bimbotic blogger- http://ilovediamonds.diary-x.com of lim xianhui's ownership. (you have the brain, you like the books, your entries reflect a mature, serious thinker... so what the hell are you doing with a blog that's pinkier than mine? and sparklier too!)
the most bimbotic blog by a bimbotic blogger- http://levitate.blogspot.com by monisha cheong. (oh all that fluff is killing me!)
the most boring blog name- http://rnj.diary-x.com owned by Ruoqi and Jem (rnj? come on! you guys can do better than 3 miserable letters?! especially with that creative designer mind of yours jem! and besides, sorry to break your hearts but you guys aren't exactly romeo and juliet, darlings)
the most interesting blog name- http://blogspot.blogspot.com by lois tan. (yes, double trouble is so in!)
the most blah* blog- *blah meaning self absorbed, rambly, squealy, HUH?, eye-roll-inducing. http://swirlalia.blogspot.com of gloria ong fame. (go there and you'll know why)
the most silently amusing blog- http://swirlalia.blogspot.com (ohhh gloria gloria, what will you come up with next?!)
the most poetic entry- "Ode to Lamb Leg" by deborah lee. (monday, 14/03) http://retardebel.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_retardebel_archive.html and most of angela's study/homework entries. http://survivante.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_survivante_archive.html (there's just something so just poetic about stuDY and geograPHY and newBY and ME and whooPEE don't you think?)
the most frequently updated blog- http://survivante.blogspot.com (oh yes, i know what you do every single day from the number of assignments you have to do down to the next guy your parents want to betroth you to.) however, recently, http://ilovediamonds.diary-x.com has been posing a strong challenge what with two entries per day?
the least frequently updated blog- http://rnj.diary-x.com (well, at least the r part of it. hello ruoqi? we need updates! yes, we loved your sister-haircut but it happened CENTURIES ago! the next time you update, your hair would probably be longer than rapunzel's. having said that, this unglamarous award has totally nothing to do with you jem. keep it up!)
the healthiest blog- http://swirlalia.blogspot.com (apples here, apples there, apples everywhere!)
the unhealthiest blog- http://retardebel.blogspot.com (visitors are always rudely greeted by this in-your-face-type picture of a circle of softballers. this either induces a heart attack. or causes blinding of the eyes.)
most angsty teenage blog- http://survivante.blogspot.com (angela? are you angry with the whole world? newby, your parents, your siblings, your obiang neighbour... basically, EVERYONE?)
the multi-mood blog- http://ilovediamonds.diary-x.com (one minute she's all giddy-girlie, the next she's gleefully typing in the humiliation of others, suddenly she's all moody and gloomy, and then nostalgic and bikini-ed! you're either happy or you're not ok? haha kidding!)
the most vindictive blog- again, http://ilovediamonds.diary-x.com (you MUST lah. publicly embarrass me. by re-enacting a totally exaggerated scenario.) and also the **** **** entries in http://bleednwait.blogspot.com (sigh. grow out of it already. it happens it happens.)
the most boring blog- http://rnj.diary-x.com (again, the R part! the R part!) and http://twowaytie.blogspot.com of ruoqi, deborah and annabel. (hello? what do you expect? it's our bloody RS blog. which we last visited ONE YEAR ago.)
the craziest dual blogging partnership- "DebBel" by deborah lee and annabel lim. (tuesday 25/01) http://retardebel.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_retardebel_archive.html (well it ain't exactly gollum and smeagol. but it'll do ol' pal. it'll do.)
the most drama-mama blog- http://retardebel.blogspot.com (seeing as you're reading this entry now, do you need any other proof?)
the deadest blog- http://takeachance.blogspot.com (yes, it was so dead that resh had to go delete it. kill it off. whatever. we mourn it's premature death, you murderesh.)
the most interesting blog- none. this award is rendered void. people, bitch, people!
the most vulgar blog- http://bleednwait.blogspot.com (at the time when cyndi's videos weren't the main attraction). numerous other blogs could be considered for this award too. i'm watching you xianhui, gee. don't you "fish fudge" me ok.
the most bored blogger- deborah lee of http://retardebel.blogspot.com (hello deb? imaginary convos? the last time i had an imaginary friend, i was still learning to walk! ok, i am SERIOUSLY schizo)
the funniest (laugh out loud) blog- http://pooni.blogspot.com by purnima janani. (HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! as i said before, if ever you feel down or like you're angry with the world, it's such a comfort to know that somewhere out there, there's someone who has even less of a life than you do)
the most touching entry- "Everybody's gone to Malaysia" from http://inthecrowd.diaryland.com (so poignant. so true. so immensely heartwrenching. a true stroke of genius.)
the most what-was-she-THINKING entry- "Blood talks" by deborah lee (monday, 23/05) http://retardebel.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_retardebel_archive.html (what WAS i thinking?!!!) with "We run, we fall. In the mud." by deborah lee. (wednesday, 13/04) http://retardebel.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_retardebel_archive.html (deb what is WRONG with you? you MUST go an publicize the rise and fall of rgs softballers right? you MUST right? what was i thinking?!!!)
the most sane blog- http://surfwaves.pitas.com by ellen kan. (ah this one. now SHE has mastered the art of sensible blogging)
most chaste entry- "Say no to Sex. Say no to Drugs. Say no to Liwei." by deborah lee. (friday 15/04) http://retardebel.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_retardebel_archive.html
the most wannabe blogger- annabel lim of http://retardebel.blogspot.com (BEL?! raver bear?! going to toilet to shit?! yeahyeah so G-rated stuff and human excrete is in. but bel, not hip at all. not hip at all buddy.)
the most shocking entry- "Beware annabel the br...chest kicker" by deborah lee (thursday, 30/12) http://retardebel.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_retardebel_archive.html (we never DID think that innocent sweet, shy little bel could be capable of such heinous acts!)
the most heart-wrenching entry- all the entries by the sec 4 ballers after src and after the semis. sigh.
the most stressful entry- "Someone has to speak up against RP!" by deborah lee. (friday 15/04) "What is the point of RP" by annabel lim. (wednesday 20/04) all angela's homework/pt/rs entries http://survivante.blogspot.com
finally...
the best blog- http://_______.blogspot.com (only the sec4s will know this one. our secret batch blog) it's the best blog because. well, silence is golden. =) yeahyeah and it had everything lah! bitching, gossiping, joking around... really is a wonderful, nostalgic, hilarious, spirited, funfunFUN, touching and cheery blog! TSB ROCKS MY WORLD!
[disclaimer: all above are said in jest. so be sporting y'all!]
alright it was quite fun giving out the awards! bel. you are contaminating our blog with stupid things just meant to put me down. just coz the man let you into the nc16 movie and didn't let me in doesn't make you any more mature than i am OK. bytheway madagascar was such a dumb show. most of the jokes were so slapstick. and at the few truly funny parts that poke fun at politics, no one laughed. except that idiotic guy next to me who was having convulsions oer THROUGHOUT the whole show. whatever! sigh. haha monster-in-law was quite the bomb though. especially the nanny. i like the nanny. she's so hilarious! and bel, I'M the mother OK. u're jennifer lopez i don't care! scissors paper stone! yay i win.
i realised that trainings are very very very fun. even with such a small sec 4 turnout. we bond more. and we get to train more. and even when we don't, the slacking time is simply... liberating! the lunches are also so cosy and sisterly and fun! i think trainings are fun mostly because all we want to be is on the field. playing softball. it doesn't matter with who. as long as we're playing softball. ohman i love my batch!!! come back soon resh ruoqi jem. i miss you guys!
darn it i'm hooked to deperate housewives. which i think is the most immoral, sexual, retarded, unchaste, desperate show on television. help! not that i want to be saved. not with eva longoria and marcia cross and james denton looking so hot. oh no i don't. ignore my pleas for help. and for once, let me drown in immorality. (yes, immorality not immortality)
i think coach is such a sly ol' cheeky thing! haha. xianhui gee and em will know what i'm talking about. it's a top secret! but he is, neverthelss, an EXAGGERATOR. like that lim xianhui. his depiction of sunday's hairy account was SO inaccurate. do i look like i'm afraid of little furballs? do i look like i squeal and jump about like a one legged elephant? bah. but haha! his imitation of xianhui cheerleading was hilarious! and xianhui! u KNOW ok. u know it wasn't THAT bad. i KNEW it was your mum. i was just playing along. hmph!
!deb.17-- rgssoftball'o5. [missing them dearly]
retardebel 9:53 PM
Monday, June 06, 2005
bowlinggala is o v e r ! :)
what a relief. i'm so glad it went well and everyone was happy. thanks a million to all the lane scorers who helped out yesterday! i know some of you have Os to study for, while some others were told abt it reallyreally last minute, yet you all still made the effort to come down and help out... so thanks!!! your effort is deeply appreciated :)
organising this bowling gala was far from easy. learnt a lot about tolerance, and working with pple who are sometimes.. err. not easy to work with. and i'm just so glad for God's grace and mercy, that helped me to work with stacy and kenneth, and removed all those obstacles to make this whole gala work out :)
and haha. just realised tt my green pen is super smelly! lol don't ask me why. i only use it to do corrections. sorry to all those whom stupid isaac made to smell my wonderful green pen... hope you had a blocked nose then.
hmm. have been having weird and violent dreams lately. and my left eye keeps on twitching.. does that mean anything?
first i dreamt that i was at the traffic light, and there were some ah lians smoking. i didn't wanna be a passive smoker (cos passive smoking is even worse than active smoking right) so i blatantly moved away and covered my nose. then they saw me and went "why? not happy ah. cannot smoke isit?!" then i didn't wanna offend those ah lians cos it was like 4 against 1. so i just went "err no nothing. my nose is running. sorry." then they just shot me the bitchy look and continued smoking.
when the light turned green and we started crossing, they suddenly started chasing after me. so i started running. then suddenly this whole haggard-looking woman with a huge pair of scissors came to my rescue. she started shrieking and screeching at those ah lians at the top of her voice. and she chased them all the way to her shop. then she made all of us (including me) sit down in chairs and started cutting the hair of the girl on the extreme right. and her cutting skills were really lousy la she didn't even layer her hair. just cut straight like china doll like that. and cut until super short some more. yuck.
at first i thought she was my heroine cos she rescued me but after i saw her cutting hair i quickly changed my mind. the woman was really psycho la. she hummed nursery rhymes while cutting hair and once she dropped her scissors, she would take another pair of scissors and move on to cut the hair of the next girl. and she dropped her scissors three successive times, which meant she was going to cut my hair soon. and NO WAY was i gonna allow her to cut my hair. she cut until so ugly la. so i tried to sneak off but at the point in time, she dropped her scissors! so she turned and saw me out of my chair, all poised and ready to run away. she let out a supremely loud shriek that sounded somewhat like that of a vampire, bat, cat and irritating baby all mixed together. she then picked up a chopper and started chasing after me. but this time, i was sure she wasn't trying to cut my hair. she was trying to kill me. hahaha like wth. so i ran and ran and thank God for softball, i actually managed to run faster than her. so that was my narrow escape from death.
then just last night, i dreamt, once again, that someone was trying to kill me! and this time it was another psycho woman but not old psycho woman. it was deb the psycho retard! i have no idea why she was trying to kill me but i know we were in the level 1 toilet in school. just the two of us. i was in the cubicle hiding, while she was outside. haha this reminds me of jurassic park. so anyway, she was throwing all sorts of weird knives and daggers in at me, and i must say she was pretty accurate. but at that point in time i remember telling myself "okay bel. no fear. just catch the dagger by the handle.. just like softball." so amazingly, i managed to catch like three flying daggers all by the handle lol.
then deb the wonderful murderer decided that the daggers weren’t working, so she decided to release all sorts of weird creepy crawlies into the cubicle under the door. how these weird bugs were gonna KILL me i dunno. but i remembered telling myself once again "no fear. don't panic. just take some toilet paper and catch the bugs and throw them into the toilet bowl." so one by one, i caught every bug and threw them into the toilet bowl. deb realised i wasn't dying, so she decided to unleash her final lethal weapon... herself!
she poured this red slime underneath the door of the cubicle and (don't ask me why she did this) but she went "wheeee!" and slid on the red slime, underneath the door, and into the cubicle. ironically for a murderer, she was ALL SMILES when she came in, and when she saw me, she suddenly forgave me >.< then we went out to eat. like huh?!?!
these dreams are really weird. why in the world am i dreaming this.
bel
retardebel 10:16 PM
Friday, June 03, 2005
You Are 19 Years Old
Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.
haha no wonder i can get into nc16 movies ;) kidding. i bet deb will get 1!
retardebel 12:32 AM
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
phewf haven't blogged in ages. oh no deb has been polluting our blog with incredibly "imaginative" dialogues. deb!!! i am NOT the newly-installed inhouse bimbo!!! you say "omigod" more than me k... stop trying to make me your scapegoat! haha.
hmm let's see. holidays have been pretty much relaxing so far. i know this hols is not supposed to be for relaxation but HECK. i need the break :) friday was the last day of school! everyone was in relatively high spirits despite the lack of sleep (0-1 hrs of sleep shouldn't even be counted as sleep) and my double dosage of nescafe 3-in-1 worked wonders!!! don't think i've ever been so awake before. i didn't even sleep during assembly! and this time it was my turn to catch lu laoshi sleeping! mwahahha. she can't scold me for sleeping anymore unless she kicks the habit herself first =P there was some particular teacher who acted particularly like he was possessed that day. shan't name names but it was pretty worrying.
then the end of school came! FINALLY. but was supposed to go to JTC (jurong town corporation) on that day! can you imagine going to JTC on the last day of sch like how sad is that!! deb was asking me to pon so i asked nat and seema to pon too. so our class was like gathered at the foyer already, while the three of us desperately tried to hide behind the prefect board, hoping they would just leave without us and -oh darn it- cynthia came along, innocent and unsuspecting, going "eh bel! they were all looking for you! why are you still here!" >.< why do they all expect ME to pon. why not nat or seema? do i look like a bad girl to you??
so anyway the three of us just resigned to our fate and went la.. even though we did hatch a plot to run out of the sch gate at the last minute but it didn't materalise of course. butbutbut. thank God. the bus was too crowded, so colman chua and azahar decided to dismiss us instead =D yay! went to cafe cartel for class lunch. bread with butter/balsamic vinegar/olive oil. louise pork ribs! urban bread pudding! yumyumyum. but yinghan and i totally overestimated our stomach capacity. think our stomachs must've expanded to three times our original size that day.
after that, wanted to watch madagascar but it was all sold out :( (see deb! madagascar is NICE. thats why it can get SOLD OUT. unlike amityville horror.) so siok, nat, seema and i just walked around... didn't get anything cos well just didn't have anything in mind. after that went for friday night prayer meeting. to pray for bowling gala. it was quite an experience as i've never been to friday night pray meetings before... but it's really good la. prayed for lots of things and i'm sure God will answer our prayers in no time :) supper after that. oh man i can't believe i actually ate supper. after cafe cartel yinghan and i vowed not to eat for the rest of the day!! shit. supper isn't good either cos you go to sleep not long after that >.<
saturday. must've slept through the entire morning since i don't remember anything on saturday morning. then was supposed to do math pt on saturday afternoon, but somehow i just decided that i felt like baking cookies =/ hmm talk about good time management. heh heh fineee i confess i cheated and used the betty crocker mix! =P but hey adding butter and eggs isn't all that that easy yknow. takes some skill there haha. went for saturday night service. was trying to use my cookies as a bait to force pple to sign up for bowling gala. no sign up, no cookies!
next day was fellowship sunday. went bowling. hmm i've always known that my bowling sucks but i never knew my bowling reallyREALLY sucked so bad until that day... haha. maybe it's cos i've been bowling with rg softballers all my life ;) if you feel like your bowling sucks, just come bowling with the rg softballers... i'm sure we'll make you feel good =P kidding. after that can't really remember what i did but i only reached home at 9plus... then i finally remembered that i had math pt due the next day >.< so it was yet another sleepless night.
monday. had to go to sch to hand in math pt. then go to acsi to support juniors' match. acsi is such a godforsaken place! esp when you have to figure out how to go there all by yourself. so anyway managed to cheer the juniors on for around 3 innings. great job c div! it was such a spectacular win! and revenge is sweeeeet :) i've never seen coach so smug and happy before man. keep it up! :)
hmm i think my blogging stamina is going down the drain, so i shan't bother going on about yesterday and today. basically watched madagascar and starwars respectively. both are really good! deb aren't you glad i made you watch madagascar? it's the only good show i can find so far with a G rating. i'm afraid i can't watch shows like starwars with you cos they've got a *gasp* PG rating! don't think the old uncle at lido trusts me to give you the parental guidance you need there. ;) just kidding. that's all for now. toodles!
bel
retardebel 11:04 PM