These are the pikchers from my trip, and I may post some edited ones soon.
Yours truly, Jean.
Goodnight.
PS HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ASH!
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Jean's.
As much as I would like to blog about Tuesday's work and a separate date with Nabz today, I will do it another time as I am going to crash soon. Perhaps in the afternoon before I go to work, or at night when I am back from it.
These are the pikchers from my trip, and I may post some edited ones soon.
Yours truly, Jean.
Goodnight.
PS HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ASH!
These are the pikchers from my trip, and I may post some edited ones soon.
Yours truly, Jean.
Goodnight.
PS HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ASH!
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Done trying, I should think.
06 March 2009, Friday/ 07 March 2009, Saturday:
Dearest me woke up at 1600. I slept late, hence I was comatose, I suppose. I have had a good night sleep and it was so satisfying. Then I waited for my brother to get home from NCC training before heading to my mum's place. My dad insisted on sending us there. All the better, time saved on that one.
When we got there, I started eating. There will always be food to my liking over there. Good for Jean. Apart from that, the three of us were chatting a lot, as usual. Despite being totally worn out, my brother refused to get to bed before the clock strikes midnight so as to text a birthday wish for someone. Hmm, I wonder..
We were supposed to rise at 0300, thereabout.
THAT WAS INSANE.
I am usually still awake at that time, and now, I am to wake up in the wee hours? Therefore, I had slight difficulties in getting to sleep. Miraculously, I managed to catch a wink for about three hours, and I got up all rejuvenated.
Things have never changed. My brother was the last to get ready.
Vain pot.
However, we were nonetheless, on time.
I took many random photos and I loved them all. I am grateful to my beloved camera. To capture beautiful shots, all you need is a good camera. To have a good camera, all you need is a wonderful mother.
Things I have realised during my trip to Malacca:
1. Spark and Vespa populate Malacca, or rather, Malaysia.
(I will bring forth my elaboration with the aid of numerical figures.)
Out of 10 bikes I saw, there was be 4 Sparks, 5 Vespas, and 1 would fall under the
category of others.
2. Malacca is blazing hot! I constantly suffered in the sweltering heat and I felt
like I was suffocating.
3. Everything simply looks too rundown. The streets are just like certain corners
of Singapore.
Nothing very fascinating.
4. Eye on Malaysia is pathetic. Yes, they do have an Eye on Malaysia. (No, I didn't
get on that puny little ferris wheel.) Nothing can outrival London Eye.
5. In comparison to mua country, Malacca lacks in road safety.
Things I have learnt about my mum:
1. She likes Lady Gaga's songs. Can you ever believe it?! How cool is that. I am
flabbergasted.
2. She gets annoyed with her father frequently, whom is my grandfather.
3. She has the professional camera. I am impressed because little did I know she
has an interest for photography.
(I shall upload the pictures soon.)
I have close to five hundred, but erased like a hundred of them.
08 March 2009, Sunday:
Nabz and I met and we took a cab down to our workplace. We would have been late if we were to catch a bus instead.
If memory still serves me well, Charie was the MOD for the evening, May Ann was doing runner, Nabz was appointed as station master A, Jean as B, Mon as greeter and Betty as bartender.
I can't really recall what happened while I was working as everything seemed so distant already. You know me, memory like a sieve. More like soccer net, I reckon. I was blessed, as I led the birthday rap when the restaurant was about to start closing. This must have been the best birthday rap I have ever done since I needn't really shout.
Leonard: Who 's leading birthday rap?
Jean looks at Leonard with a reluctant face.
Nabilah: Jean lah.
Jean: YES! Me.
Leonard: *laughs* I have never hear you shout before.
All the staffs left after doing their part in closing, but Nabz and I thought we could wait for Charie. After some time, we gave up waiting. Haha. Oh, I stole some croutons to munch on. Then we went up to Mcdonalds for supper.
09 March 2009, Monday:
It was a Monday morning and my lovely soulmate was sweet enough to travel miles and miles, just to get to my house (to fetch me, of course). Just so you know, both of us only had four five hours of sleep, and to get up early was indeed a marvellous achievement.
I was really late since my grandmother was out and I desperately needed to get money from her. Out of desperate measure, I scour at home for money, I found it, I took it, and I left in a hurry. Just as I got to the void deck, my grandmother came back alongside with my aunt, and she gave me some more money. Elated, I was.
In worries of being late for our medical checkup, Nabz and I hailed a cab to take us to T3. The entire process was an experience. When the lady attended to us (let's call her nurse, shall we?), she said "height and weight", and guess what was processed into my head? Hide and wait.
How retarded.
Urine test was almost a breeze.
Height and weight sucked.
Blood pressure was normal.
Eyesight test was bad.
X-ray was cool.
Seeing the doctor was brief.
We opted for a cheaper public transport to bring us back to Pasir Ris- bus 53. Dropped our x-rays at Nabilah's house when we met this weirdo whom Nabz thought was Mr Mahathir. He does resembles Mr Mahathir, but well, till now, we can't confirm it was him we saw.
From her place, we got onto another cab and headed to TP to submit our final document, which is the medical report. Over at TP, we bumped into Chin Choo, Alfred, Denn, Jonathan and Noor. Once mission was accomplished, we took a bus to Tampines Mall to meet the fellows.
When we got to Fish & Co., Anne and Nadz had already arrived. We waited for the other three vain pots to reach, and yes, the ladies waited. Anyway, we had to rule out the possibility of us going to town since it was pouring, and opted for Marina Square in replacement.
I saw us (Anne, Nabz, and I), girls, in general, in these four guys, except they are probably more worse. They were tardy, they walk really slowly, as if taking small strides on the beach, and they are indecisive. Hahaha, so cutezxzxz.
We purchased our tickets for Push and entered the theatres right away.
I LOVED THIS FILM.
Firstly, Chris Evans was smouldering hot! You ought to adore him.
Secondly, the ladies, with reference to Fanning and Belle, were gorgeous.
Thirdly, I thought the movie was witty.
We were all freeeeezing cold. So off we went to the washroom. Guess what happened? Anne and I were walking towards the ladies when we heard someone screaming. When we turned, Khai was the one making the noise and running to the gents. Gosh, Khai oh Khai.
We had our late dinner at Pizza Hut, and it was Farhan's choice. Before we were seated, Khai said he wanted a table for an adult and six kids. Hahaha. Joke of the day. It was definitely more like six adults and one kid!
While we girls were fast in making our decisions on what to have, the guys contemplated for ages! Now you know what I mean.
Food was great, and I managed to finish my pasta. All the food was wiped out and rarely would I see something like that. Impressive. Ash made it happened by finishing the leftovers. Kudos to him.
Fellows wanted to bowl, and so did they. Khai wanted to be the victor so badly, but Farhan triumphed all rivals, and Khai ended up being the third while Nabz was the first runner-up.
We left the building and walked outside instead while Khai and Farhan smoked. Initially, we wanted to go to TCC at Citylink to chill for a bit, but Anne had to leave, so we abolished the idea. Farhan, Khai and I were way ahead of Nadz, Ash, Anne and Nabz, and we just went through the gantry of the train station only to realise that the four of them were still behind. While Nadz, Ash and Nabz sent Anne to the taxi stand, the three of us had to stand around for awhile. I was teasing them both and really, they are like little boys. Haha.
The guys parted from us at Tampines where they alighted the train. Nabz and I ended our day with yet another cab ride.
Anyway, it is getting late. I shall continue soon(:
Goodnight.
PS Should I make any ridiculous errors in my post, I seek for your understanding.
Dearest me woke up at 1600. I slept late, hence I was comatose, I suppose. I have had a good night sleep and it was so satisfying. Then I waited for my brother to get home from NCC training before heading to my mum's place. My dad insisted on sending us there. All the better, time saved on that one.
When we got there, I started eating. There will always be food to my liking over there. Good for Jean. Apart from that, the three of us were chatting a lot, as usual. Despite being totally worn out, my brother refused to get to bed before the clock strikes midnight so as to text a birthday wish for someone. Hmm, I wonder..
We were supposed to rise at 0300, thereabout.
THAT WAS INSANE.
I am usually still awake at that time, and now, I am to wake up in the wee hours? Therefore, I had slight difficulties in getting to sleep. Miraculously, I managed to catch a wink for about three hours, and I got up all rejuvenated.
Things have never changed. My brother was the last to get ready.
Vain pot.
However, we were nonetheless, on time.
I took many random photos and I loved them all. I am grateful to my beloved camera. To capture beautiful shots, all you need is a good camera. To have a good camera, all you need is a wonderful mother.
Things I have realised during my trip to Malacca:
1. Spark and Vespa populate Malacca, or rather, Malaysia.
(I will bring forth my elaboration with the aid of numerical figures.)
Out of 10 bikes I saw, there was be 4 Sparks, 5 Vespas, and 1 would fall under the
category of others.
2. Malacca is blazing hot! I constantly suffered in the sweltering heat and I felt
like I was suffocating.
3. Everything simply looks too rundown. The streets are just like certain corners
of Singapore.
Nothing very fascinating.
4. Eye on Malaysia is pathetic. Yes, they do have an Eye on Malaysia. (No, I didn't
get on that puny little ferris wheel.) Nothing can outrival London Eye.
5. In comparison to mua country, Malacca lacks in road safety.
Things I have learnt about my mum:
1. She likes Lady Gaga's songs. Can you ever believe it?! How cool is that. I am
flabbergasted.
2. She gets annoyed with her father frequently, whom is my grandfather.
3. She has the professional camera. I am impressed because little did I know she
has an interest for photography.
(I shall upload the pictures soon.)
I have close to five hundred, but erased like a hundred of them.
08 March 2009, Sunday:
Nabz and I met and we took a cab down to our workplace. We would have been late if we were to catch a bus instead.
If memory still serves me well, Charie was the MOD for the evening, May Ann was doing runner, Nabz was appointed as station master A, Jean as B, Mon as greeter and Betty as bartender.
I can't really recall what happened while I was working as everything seemed so distant already. You know me, memory like a sieve. More like soccer net, I reckon. I was blessed, as I led the birthday rap when the restaurant was about to start closing. This must have been the best birthday rap I have ever done since I needn't really shout.
Leonard: Who 's leading birthday rap?
Jean looks at Leonard with a reluctant face.
Nabilah: Jean lah.
Jean: YES! Me.
Leonard: *laughs* I have never hear you shout before.
All the staffs left after doing their part in closing, but Nabz and I thought we could wait for Charie. After some time, we gave up waiting. Haha. Oh, I stole some croutons to munch on. Then we went up to Mcdonalds for supper.
09 March 2009, Monday:
It was a Monday morning and my lovely soulmate was sweet enough to travel miles and miles, just to get to my house (to fetch me, of course). Just so you know, both of us only had four five hours of sleep, and to get up early was indeed a marvellous achievement.
I was really late since my grandmother was out and I desperately needed to get money from her. Out of desperate measure, I scour at home for money, I found it, I took it, and I left in a hurry. Just as I got to the void deck, my grandmother came back alongside with my aunt, and she gave me some more money. Elated, I was.
In worries of being late for our medical checkup, Nabz and I hailed a cab to take us to T3. The entire process was an experience. When the lady attended to us (let's call her nurse, shall we?), she said "height and weight", and guess what was processed into my head? Hide and wait.
How retarded.
Urine test was almost a breeze.
Height and weight sucked.
Blood pressure was normal.
Eyesight test was bad.
X-ray was cool.
Seeing the doctor was brief.
We opted for a cheaper public transport to bring us back to Pasir Ris- bus 53. Dropped our x-rays at Nabilah's house when we met this weirdo whom Nabz thought was Mr Mahathir. He does resembles Mr Mahathir, but well, till now, we can't confirm it was him we saw.
From her place, we got onto another cab and headed to TP to submit our final document, which is the medical report. Over at TP, we bumped into Chin Choo, Alfred, Denn, Jonathan and Noor. Once mission was accomplished, we took a bus to Tampines Mall to meet the fellows.
When we got to Fish & Co., Anne and Nadz had already arrived. We waited for the other three vain pots to reach, and yes, the ladies waited. Anyway, we had to rule out the possibility of us going to town since it was pouring, and opted for Marina Square in replacement.
I saw us (Anne, Nabz, and I), girls, in general, in these four guys, except they are probably more worse. They were tardy, they walk really slowly, as if taking small strides on the beach, and they are indecisive. Hahaha, so cutezxzxz.
We purchased our tickets for Push and entered the theatres right away.
I LOVED THIS FILM.
Firstly, Chris Evans was smouldering hot! You ought to adore him.
Secondly, the ladies, with reference to Fanning and Belle, were gorgeous.
Thirdly, I thought the movie was witty.
We were all freeeeezing cold. So off we went to the washroom. Guess what happened? Anne and I were walking towards the ladies when we heard someone screaming. When we turned, Khai was the one making the noise and running to the gents. Gosh, Khai oh Khai.
We had our late dinner at Pizza Hut, and it was Farhan's choice. Before we were seated, Khai said he wanted a table for an adult and six kids. Hahaha. Joke of the day. It was definitely more like six adults and one kid!
While we girls were fast in making our decisions on what to have, the guys contemplated for ages! Now you know what I mean.
Food was great, and I managed to finish my pasta. All the food was wiped out and rarely would I see something like that. Impressive. Ash made it happened by finishing the leftovers. Kudos to him.
Fellows wanted to bowl, and so did they. Khai wanted to be the victor so badly, but Farhan triumphed all rivals, and Khai ended up being the third while Nabz was the first runner-up.
We left the building and walked outside instead while Khai and Farhan smoked. Initially, we wanted to go to TCC at Citylink to chill for a bit, but Anne had to leave, so we abolished the idea. Farhan, Khai and I were way ahead of Nadz, Ash, Anne and Nabz, and we just went through the gantry of the train station only to realise that the four of them were still behind. While Nadz, Ash and Nabz sent Anne to the taxi stand, the three of us had to stand around for awhile. I was teasing them both and really, they are like little boys. Haha.
The guys parted from us at Tampines where they alighted the train. Nabz and I ended our day with yet another cab ride.
Anyway, it is getting late. I shall continue soon(:
Goodnight.
PS Should I make any ridiculous errors in my post, I seek for your understanding.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
I will ride.
I really really really want to blog about my happenings these few days. However, I know I will take ages to finish a post, so I shall leave it till I have ample time on my hand. Procrastination.
Note to Jean:
1. Malacca trip.
3. Work on Sunday. (Birthday rap.)
2. Monday's outing with Anne, Ash, Farhan, Khai, Nabz and Nadz.
+ Work on Tuesday.
Sunday, March 08, 2009
Let me sleep.
I am back.
I am dead beat.
I need to catch up on my sleep. At least I would know this is just a dream.
I feel detached from the world.
I will blog about my trip some other day. There are so many pictures to upload.
Everything constantly reminded me of you. It is cruel.
I thought things could get better, but no.
This is heartwrenching.
Perhaps it's time.
Goodnight.
I am dead beat.
I need to catch up on my sleep. At least I would know this is just a dream.
I feel detached from the world.
I will blog about my trip some other day. There are so many pictures to upload.
Everything constantly reminded me of you. It is cruel.
I thought things could get better, but no.
This is heartwrenching.
Perhaps it's time.
Goodnight.
Friday, March 06, 2009
Haste makes waste.
Half my day was dedicated to my beloved bed. I just woke up not too long ago and I feel so lifeless. I'm like an inert matter now and it just ain't feeling right.
Oh, I forgot! Yesterday was the fifth. So..
HAPPY 8TH MONTHS, BRATTY!
This wouldn't have happened without Joseph(:
Initially, I wanted to drop by Fish & Co. to see Nabilah(who is working) before I leave. However, I just couldn't get up, then. I'm speaking as though I'll be abroad for three years, but really, this is how I feel now. I have a hunch I am going to miss out a lot while I am away. This is something I am animus towards.
I think I should do whatever that makes me happy.
Off I go.
Later.
Oh, I forgot! Yesterday was the fifth. So..
HAPPY 8TH MONTHS, BRATTY!
This wouldn't have happened without Joseph(:
Initially, I wanted to drop by Fish & Co. to see Nabilah(who is working) before I leave. However, I just couldn't get up, then. I'm speaking as though I'll be abroad for three years, but really, this is how I feel now. I have a hunch I am going to miss out a lot while I am away. This is something I am animus towards.
I think I should do whatever that makes me happy.
Off I go.
Later.
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