JB

Shopping.
My cousin and bro.
Couz and aunt.
My mum with the super friendly salesgirl from Lavinia at Kotaraya.
Me and couz.
Muka cartoon seyy.




While waiting to break fast...the guys...from left, my bro, uncle and two cousins.
My mum and aunts. And the cousin. Haha.
Some of the food we ordered...satay.
Keropok lekor.
Yeahhh. That's quite a large amount of food just for break fast.

Peanut Butter Cookies

I finally got around to do some baking. Plain peanut butter cookies. The result was pretty a-ok. It was a rather simple recipe anyway. But the amount of sugar in the cookies are absolutely crazy. If I'm gonna bake another batch, I'd probably have to half the quantity of sugar from its original recipe. Next up, peanut butter chocolate cookies (yess, I'm going on a peanut butter overdrive this season) and snickerdoodles. Oh, I'm gonna be heading for a second trip to JB one of these days before raya. Very exciting arhh. Hah.

Pre-Festivities

OMG, I am so tired. Just came back from JB awhile ago. We broke our fast at the parking lot of my block, whilst unloading our loot from my uncle's car. Haha. I have to say, the array of goods they have at JB is hardly exhaustive. And somehow the atmosphere is far better, as compared to the bazzar at geylang. I thought I would have all the energy to comb through the whole shopping place, unfortunately, I kept yawning away once we reached there. Felt supremely lethargic. And the colourful drinks they have on roadside stalls are bloody tempting mannnn. I tried to look for my raya outfit there. I TRIED. It's a futile attempt, sadly. The one and only outfit I got so attracted to had mismatched sizings. The top is a size L, which fit me nicely, the bottom is a size M, which threatened to burst at its seams when I triedto tug it down my thighs. Aww mann, it's like the prettiest of the whole freaking lot and I couldn't buy it. Argghhh. Raided the sushi counter at Giant next. I am very certain that me and my bro piled high the goodies on the plate. A hell lot of them. But as it turns out, it's actually VERY little. Sucha waste. Should have doubled the quantity. I managed to get my mum to buy a case of those rolled jellies which I really looovee. We mostly spend on crackers and frozen foodstuffs and there were some donuts and gums and magazines (cheap!). ALL THAT cost me to missed out on the delivery of my online-shopping goodies. So I'm gonna have to call the post office to request for a re-delivery. Blahhhh.

Fluid Speed

Everyday for sahur, I gotta battle my way into finishing up a 500ml bottle of water. It's a battle, coz I'd always feel like puking my guts out after sucessfully downing the entire content. And feeling so bloated after that. If not for being very paranoid (of not being able to survive without having substantial amount of fluid in my body), I wouldn't bother. Plus my lips gets so cracked and dried so easily, the only two lip balms I've got are utterly useless. One's on the verge of a nervous breakdown, the other is watermelon. So what if that does not make sense..?

Last night, I watched with great curiosity, those cones dotting the first lane at the main road. It could be anything. Late night construction work etc etc. But I just hadta conclude that it was a speed trap, seeing that nearly all the vehicles slowed down when approaching the takeoff line. I don't know where the takeoff line is to be exact. I'm just guessing it's the point near the taffic light. Where speed demons pile up on their gear power and letting their cars give out that incredibly high-pitched shriek just to prove their prowess. Close enough to allow anybody living on the 25th floor about 800m away to hear them that is.

Ok, so I watched with much amusement as all the vehicles slowed down upon reaching the area with those cone barricades. I even managed to capture them on video but thanks to my camm's lacklustre quality, there's really nothing much to show. Just the darkness and moving lights, as in headlights. Why am I so keen into believing that it's a speed trap? Coz lately those loud shrill coming from the speed demons whizzing past the main road has not only gotten unbearable, but it has somehow increased, making its guest appearance almost everyday. I'd like to think some irate residents have made a complaint or something. Then there are times when I wish that I could actually witness those superpowers make a double flip right before my eyes. Speed trap or not, I don't know for sure. I woke up for sahur only to see that the cone barricades had already been removed.

Of course getting my mind so meddled up with what's going on, on the road, ended up in me getting the weirdest dream ever. I dreamt of a massive roadblock at my neighbourhood area. Coz there was some important events going on. Or something...? Ayy, like what event could be supremely important in the heartland ehhh? They made use of ropes to cordon the roads from any incoming vehicles. Yes, ROPES. What the hell. Haha!

If You Bother To Read My Blog That Is

Staying up late last night to study the internal organs of the computer was epic madness. Why would I wanna bother myself with all the tech details ayy? As long as I can gain access to all my favourite websites and download Gossip Girl.

Oh speaking of GG, it took me so bloody long to get the latest episode downloaded. I believe the whole world was trying to get their hands on the latest one. I used to be able to have it up and running in less than half a day. Sucha drag.

Where was I? Ahh yes, tech details and all the stuffz that I'm supposed to understand which is really really redundant. Though I can understand where they are coming from. I mean the whole complications of setting up the internal organs and having them fine-tuned to its optimal glory. All the codes and stuffs were mind-boggling! I guess, it's only appropriate that the rest of mankind gain a reasonable amount of understanding. A leverage of some sort. Maybe.

Still, having to pore through the whole chapter and knowing that I'm gonna be tested on all the technical jargons, is hardly understandable. I learn and I shall forget. So what's the point?! At least the next chapter won't kill me so bad. So I'm making that my motivation to get rid of the current dreadful topic I'm on.

Moving on, I can't believe that the second half season for The Secret Life of The American Teenager would only be aired next year! That is such a freaking long waiting time man. I like the show despite the very predictable themes it revolves around. Teen pregnancy, boy-girl relationship, friendship woes. And the mandatory male jackass and bitchy teen girl characters that has always been the staple for most tv shows revolving around a school-ish setup. Even then, it pales in comparison to Gossip Girl. GG will always be the ultimate moral destruction phenomenon. Despite it all, I'm in love with it. Hah.

Last but not least, I was finally able to meet up with Ting on wednesday after so long. We headed to TSC at the airport. There's like 600 over items to choose from and yet I ended up choosing the most disgusting of the lot. Noodle soup with hotdog?! Tastless form of instant noodles. I love the milk tea though, and the thick toast topped with peanut butter and condensed milk. For all that simplistic fare, 10% service charge wasn't fitting. We had to write our orders on our own anyway. Still it was good being able to catch up with Ting after so bloody long. Not that you read my blog but thanks for the Adidas bag!

Come sunday, I'll be meeting up with Has to break fast at Madjack. Woweee, I'd been wanting to go there since like forever! Plus it's been quite awhile since I'd met Has also. A bit of catching up, tons of unhealthy food. Ironically, my diet tend to hit rock bottom during the fasting month. Not that it bothers me much anyway.

Till then.

OMG

OMG, I just sent out invites to my ENTIRE email address book to join Twitter. That includes the person I liased with for my edu bank loan, and the school's academic consultant. You don't do that hokay. Not under any circumstances do you make random invites. Especially not to those who should be rendered a different set of protocol altogether. OMG, I'm such a bubble head.

Full Moon

I need a SUPER camera.

Happy Happy

HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY FADDDD!

Edged

I found out that paraffin wax are edible while searching for peanut butter cup recipes. And that new york skin solutions is really not for the faint-hearted. I don't mean aesthetically. Just the hardsell bit that became quite a turn off for me. I googled it up and voila! A whole bunch of negative responses screaming back at me. So I am supposed to decide by today, call the damn consultant up tomorrow.

The thing is if I can pluck that much money from trees I would have signed up already. Problem is, I'm broke. I cannot get the cash from my parents either coz they just bought me a new laptop. Plus to be very honest, the first facial trial made me feel extremely violated. It made me feel like that guy who got punctured and waxed in House Of Wax. Which, by the way, was the one movie that scared me shitless. Fad on the other hand thought that the whole facial thingy made her feel like she kena kapan.

May I add a bit more as to how extensive the hardsell methods of nyss is like. It wasn't much of a problem for Fad coz she had decidedly wanted to sign up for the facial treatments anyway. I merely wanted to get a shot at the free trial thingy. The consultant insisted that I took up the collagen treatment, coz of the clogging and lack of "triangles" on the skin of my face. Sounds good? But me not enough money.

She went on with the lowdown of the discounts that I'd supposedly get for being a first-time customer. From 1000+ to 850 to 800. Brilliant? But me still not enough money to my name. She then came up with a 250 firsthand payment so that they can put on hold the promotional package for me. Still, I kept telling them that I've not enough cash and that I've to ask my parents and that my nets balance are running low.

THEN, they kept insisting that I borrow money from Fad. When I declined, they questioned my friendship with Fad. Somehow in this new age we measure friendship by the amount of money we can choke outta our friends. Yeah seriously. If you cannot lend your friends money so that she can proceed with a facial treatment package, YOU ARE ONE LOUSY FRIEND, YOU SHOULD JUST CRASH AND BURN. Yeah right.

Subsequently, they asked how much cash I have with me at that point in time. What the hell? I thought if I were to be very honest, they'd take my word for it and stop bugging me and just let me proceed with the 28 bucks free treatment (which was what I really came down for). Told them I had only fifty.

Guess what? They suddenly came up with a treatment that need me to pay just fifty bucks as a firsthand payment. Like wth?! Even a mere fifty bucks is good enough money for them to rip off me?! And I did say I had ONLY fifty. Which would theoretically mean that I need that money to last the whole day for expenses etc etc right? But noooo, they are too desperate that even a fifty bucks upfront payment is money worth their while. And w-t-f, I actually PAID UP. Damn.

So I went through the first session and when it was done, they rallied for my money once again. They again insist that I borrow money from Fad. They kept saying that I won't be able to get the promotional rate if I don't sign-up a.s.a.p. They then asked that I borrow money from Fad yet again! And questioning the sanctity of our friendship blah blah blah.

Just to shut them up, I told them that I'll ask my parents first and requested that they put on hold the promotional package for me for a few days or so. They gave me just two days. Practically forced me to book for my appointment on this coming Friday to go down there with the money in hand. Wowwww.

When I got home, the Veronica Mars sleuth prowess started kicking in. I googled up nyss. And boy am I not surprise by the amount of negative feedbacks the damn place received. Though the complaints were more focused on the horrible hardsell tactics they tend to resort to. Some even were locked up for hours in the consultation room when they refused to sign up for the treatment packages.

They were also disparity in the way the pricings of the packages were given. And that product prices are not consistent. There was one person who was offered to buy an ampoule at 120 but when she refused, the price was lowered down all the way to less than half the price. And the consultant claimed that it was the student rate price. So those people who hardly baulked when offered to buy the ampoule at 120, they were practically cheated a whopping amount of money.

In all fairness, quite a number of those people providing feedbacks on those forums stated that the facial service on its own wasn't all that bad as it does produces desired results. STILL. Being all profit-driven and horribly pushy would only undermine any form of crdibility worth to be mentioned.

TWENTY-ONE

Kinda got myself double freedom. Heh. The pendant on the left side's from my mum, the other one from maklong.
Candles overshot. And I don't like taking pics alone. Ha ha ha.
Mum, nenek and dad.
Mum's side.
Dad's side.
My aunt bought me theee mango cake.
Girly cousins.
The guyzzz: Cousins, brother and uncle.

TrioBelo. LOL.

Pre Birthday With GM

It was really supposed to be a belated birthday surprise for Imma but they got back at me at the same time. Haha. Thanks for the pretty bag girls. Love ya many many. Kekeke. Oh, and if you noticed, we FINALLY managed to take a pic of the complete gang after so many failed attempts at trying to bring all the five of us together.