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The trip, in stolen pictures.




Being around boys was actually fun.

It was impossibly hawt that there was no way even visha's makeup could've survived!






Spot the hidden mickey.



At the police station where we made a police report.


Princes come on magic carpets, not on horses, no matter how they rock.



Took Tuk Tuk.


Reminder for Anwar and Deep to start training!


was gorgeous.



We became (more of) gluttons cos you can't help it in a land where DQ Blizzard costs 30B.







I brought Alfie's rugball (and Inge's pump) along, so we played with a burly guy from Tahiti who was obviously a rugger cos he tackled while playing Funtouch. However, as it is universally, who can resist the lure of the old, too familiar, regular-shaped boring soccer ball?






The uninfluenced, of course.




Why would Fark have this look on when he wasn't on assignment?


This, was truly awesome. So awesome that I managed to find a way to hit him and Jas (signature takedowns hahhaaahah) to overtake. So competitive was I with my crazy driving that my footwear came off, and I spun and crashed. Thrice. Caught on video and warned by the in-charges ("you dangerous" HAHAHAH WTH), I concluded that TP could have never been more right about my skills. One of them even accused me of bribing for my license. Coming from a local, that was hilariously unacceptable.

3 a.m. walks down the nightlife lanes, witnessing firsthand violence (the boys were unstoppable with their pellet guns), ping pong show (omg, never again!), guilt-free shopping. Things I won't ever experience here, with no regrets. I can't keep cringing and covering my eyes forever.

I came home to ridiculous expectations, heartbreaks, and joy. Just as well. I've missed being a friend to my girls. =)

Labels: travel

Endless night, terrible morning.
Was dreaming up a place far away where a dashing fisherman would come comfort me in his cottage. Rewind. Stop that thought. Stop.
A matter I deemed grave enough to summon Farah, F, Hidz, Tiki and Khan to the post-mortem table. Final verdict. Hugs, support from her boyfriend and the shoulder I needed from Farah, check. Shopping and crazy, dangerous ride with F on his new..ride (cheek check!). Conversations that can possibly change the world with Hidz, check. Threat from Tiki if I ever become stupid again, check. One for the road from Khan, check. Exaggeration, tears, flailing arms. All in a day's work, but someone's gotta do it. Confirmation: I have love in my life.

And so my phone died beyond revival on me. Ready to stuff my last coin into the payphone slot to make that all-important call, I was put in line by a domestic worker talking 189999kmph with her best friend (I eavesdropped, so?). After 7 minutes, I got impatient and desperate and told her I needed to make a 10s emergency call. She took a look at my teary face, hesitated, and pointed to the screen while shaking her head. I offered her 2 bucks for the 20 cents she was about to lose if she hung up that instant. I couldn't waste another microsec. "Cannot...employer naughty," she mumbled. Ah. My life problems seemed like a 2-piece jigsaw puzzle right then. I don't have to look too far. Just look back, says F.

My favourite quote of the day, by CLJY Ah Doe!
haha okay i'll tell her then i'll be the first donut to punch a girl

Something for Tasha (new bfffff) and myself to lip-sync to:

I don't have to drive anyone else crazy over my uncertainty anymore (even when tickets were booked a month back). I choose the trip over training. BUT I'll be bringing my running shoes. That's my idea of a compromise, dawg. Plus, the parents and grandparent suspiciously gave me moolah to spend as if they were eager to get me outta the country. My mother even agreedoffered to babysit Stamp (she's not a pet person, this is big).

I need this break I need this break I need this break!:)

This is the hardest decision of my life (part 600), and I don't wanna choose.

I nearly died during today's session. I went all out to pace ____, and held on for dear life at the last few laps. Hahahaha my gosh she's too swift, I wonder what she eats. I don't know how to make it through this month without any injuries, but I will. Tomorrow, I'll wake up to the familiar aches, and then forget all about pain when I meet them for a swim and movie marathon. Yippee!

Ameebo was being a pain yesterday. She said I looked like I was warming up compared to everyone else in the pool. I got home and finished up my room and I've got blisters on my hands to prove the hard work. All that I left behind was a mess, which Buzz said he'd clear for $50.



May december never end.

The hours immediately after liberation were spent with Anwar, Jas and Farkhan. We bought our trip tickets. That felt like freedom.

Britney's Santa Can You Hear Me always gets me in the mood for December. I still like her a lot no matter what anyone says. I mean hey, everyone makes mistakes. She's probably way stronger than any of us because of the crap she has had to go through.

Mariah makes it known she has had her fair share of struggles too, and I think the faith she has in herself and God is inspiring.

This song lights up my spirit:)



I know. Back to the grinding mill. Santa can you hear me.

I think I got ADHD. I just can't chain myself to the desk and get down to the book. The book. Where is it?