~BabeZ~

lazy slow cold Christmas morning
flipping tv channels because there is nothing interesting to watch
till late afternoon only then we head down to
Sengkang Swimming Complex
for a swim with brother and boyfigure.
jacuzzi-ed slide down colourful things and splash here and there.
proud to be part of the Sengkang community, the swimming pool rocks my underwear rock bottom
because its this close similarity to Jurong East Swimming Complex though
boyfigure still prefer the one in the west.
well proximity is the very reason i lovelove sengkang swimming pool.

after the not so long swim of 2 odd hours,
went to jalan kayu for prata.
weird, i know but brother has the craving for it.
masala thosai, planta prata, egg prata murtabak.
name any fried indian pancake you got them.
(:

he had planned this all out
and i love it.
today we are going seoul garden with my mum and siblings
then to airport probably to play some castle thingy with his siblings
and maybe, just maybe a midnight movie treat of alvin and the chipmunk which he got so addicted to
the chippettes dancing to single ladies.

tomorrow another excitement.
all in the name of our 23rd months



much much love.
 

oh! i'm not invited?
clear cut enough. i mean once AGAIN,
do not assume i cant make time, do not assume i'll be busy,
do not assume my answer will be a definite no.
what is technology for when i say im just a phone call away.
oh! because im not the closest among the rest?
well no wonder SF is forgotten, MF is forgotten, NA is forgotten.
where is your logical thinking of humanity,
they graduate from the same blardy diploma as you.
if you are not close, why go jalan raya together?
FOR THE SAKE OF IT.
oh! am i jealous?
so not. its just KL.
i did not ask you people along for phuket because its not something agreeable
furthermore for the sake of sanity,
whats with couple tees, love declaration in fb like as though tok kadi gonna marry you in fb?
for the love of god!
many, too many is disgusted. no no they are not jealous.
they got a love life more longer and more rocking of their own.
and you, you promised bintan and kept silent?
the hardest impact, still got thickest cheek to post pictures.
like what am i to think
"HEY HERE IS OUR KL PHOTOS, WELL TOO BAD YOU ARE NOT PART OF IT"
do not expect any gathering out of me.
nor do i want to join any of yours
(well chances not being invited to being invited is of a ratio of 100 : 0)
now i believe MF, its not him, never him.
you people leave him isolated just because you got bikes,
you think he is not up for it to be in your clan.
DOUBLE STANDARDS.

sick-ed right through and through.
what we had was beautiful but you choose to draw your own painting.

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE
and if i cant blog in time,
a very HAPPY NEW YEAR.
may 2010 be a wicked-ass-power-pack-sweet-tender-loving as your 2009.

much love,
redgeek

was spent with babats and thats 5 years of friendship
mind you we are rock solid.
though they keep reminiscing as to why i have this fierce hostile minah look day one of poly
but heck, i go way deeper than that.
(:

i wanted to go Tanglin Mall for what fatin claimed that foam snow like experience but
because Singaporeans is a kiasu lot, orchard road is like ants nest
from those who dunno how to walk quick, cant walk and yes, the everything nice must see must take photo ones.
in the spirit of Christmas, i thought i get for them something.




one for each lovely babats, different contents.
i call it my very own box of love.
(:

dinner was nicely agreeable at Wheelock place Sakae Sushi
though i dont get my teppanyaki hot chef in front of me,
we rock japanese food like its my asam pedas, and sher's chicken rice.















sher bought for us surprise eggs and pain-stakingly did her very own Christmas cards for us and her greetings.




first part of exchanging presents then come food.
i dont fancy sushi and such, name anything japanese my stomach feels weird
but with them around everything seems delicious.











then comes the second part of gift exchanging





and what is inside the box?




super huge mentos which made fairuz reacted out loud.
LOL.





lollipop heart candy and their very own bag from Charles and Keith




ok, now that we are full, camwhore and go crazy.










thank you fairuz for the dinner treat!
(:

as we walked out of the building towards Cineleisure,
we randomly talked about lester and how he turned super handsome and built and gorgeous
then like chirstmas miracle fairuz saw him and we decided to take photos.
MACAM SUPERSTAR.






babats second hobby besie eating is takiing neoprints so we took all courage to go through massive crowd towards Cineleisure
and get to fulfill our favourite.







in the end we all are happy children because
that is how babats are just like.
(:



i cant thank you both enough for the companion, for making me re-live childhood through childishness,
for all the share and care throughout poly and up till now
and for every fun joy laughter life has got to offer, i owe it to you girls.
I LOVE YOU and remember,
babats is rock solid, next year is our 6th.
goes faster than our own relationships.
hahahahha.
(:



 

TAI TAI MUCH?
DIY kudos to daiso always $2
because i have no more backroom, excess, roving, gates to do.
im still this traumatized kid who cannot believe she just resign from SATS.
bwahhhhhhhhhh!~
and the scariest part, my phone was silent the whole day yesterday.

OMG.

i think i have met with reality of what i could, with all greatest effort
only "think about" now experiencing it.
before, i could only think about the luxury of not having shift work to go to
but now it sucked when i know i have to practice waking up earlier than 10am
every morning to attend school.
ps: i love afternoon shift
before, i thought to myself what happens after i don't work in airport anymore
so who is going to bu for me perfumes, make up and girls necessity?
so this is it, ill have to make do with it. shop elsewhere
before i thought about hibernating for 2 weeks before i start school,
now i regretted that this came way earlier than expected because i am bored at home.

dear god / world,
sats have wonderful people to work with
sats have made my 2009 memorable
sats have opened my eyes to career world (considering its my first full time job)
i can only call it sats because its a collective term,
because they have too many, too many friends, people i love, acquaintance.
but just so you know god,
my heart beats for each of them individual because they are special.

because im only human, i can only say
THANK YOU.
hope you understand the deeper meaning behind it.







ps : i miss you who still keep checking my ufis, you whom i always go break with, you whom i always hug and adore.

the other day,
little brother had to attend his workplace anniversary dinner with a retro theme on and me
who like dress ups and party insisted paying for his clothes.


nice.
well it came about because he came up to me not knowing what to wear which is equivalent to not having anything to wear
so i brought him and mum out, went to get these and had lunch at ramen ten.








and at the end of the day, he use his iphone to facebook to say he won BEST DRESSED.



nothing beats the good feeling of a proud sister.  

workload is times 1123343497654 because everybody want to fly out of Singapore.
wanna fly away from SR Nathan,
causing Singapore Airlines flight to be overbooked like God became confused who is the dog and who is the cat.
i have no time for my soul and body, (and note body is aching) that blogging becomes pleasurable pain,
more pain the pleasure considering internet connection froze to sub zero probably the temperature of freezer.
pfffts.
well now that today is my official last day of work, im scared to go work.
i dont wanna cry whatever tears it may be.
if you ask me how i feel, i dont know.
because i dont feel excited leaving beloved friends whom i go through up and down together (like we understand the pain of doing dbc/aircraft return)
probably the only excitement comes because i can sleep everyday for 2 weeks.
i feel that i regret resigning because they make me feel that way
but i know its for my own future good and the only reason the management wants me to stay is because they are short of officers
i try to make my feelings numb but if they do any fancy surprises later, i wont hesitate to breakdown.

18december2009.
a good feeling of all girls affair.
I LOVE YOU GIRLS OK! NO MATTER WHERE I AM.
you can rant at me about your work, you can find me so we can talk, anything. because i will understand. (:
















and not forgetting my precious baby girl, fatin who cannot make it for our outing and she was like so sweet,
took my handphone while i was doing backroom, snap a photo of herself and said,
"i took a picture so you will remember me"


sweets, even without pictures you girls stain my heart with wholesome-ness of memories. (:  

this is Phuket
this is our pleasurable rest in another man's land
this is a lifetime memorable experience,
no no not our honey moon yet
this is just our rightful justice.

ONE LOVE FOR PHUKET

day one
on the way to airport (lovely mother send us)
budget terminal




excited after clearing immigration
ate shopped and went crazy








time to go for our boarding.
flight slightly delayed due to late inbound




in the aircraft getting all jiggly






and HELLO PHUKET!








it was like joining Amazing Race together,
we were first to get our taxi to our hotel.
45 minutes journey,
poor lighting, up and down hill
i just wanted to see our hotel room.
2100hrs reached
THE ROYAL PALM BEACHFRONT HOTEL
exactly infront of Patong Beach











i love the room, i love the bed, i love the big big mirror, i love the make up table, i love the LCD TV, i love the toilet which sees through our bed, i love the mosaic wall, i love the bath tub i love the simple deco and we both agree
our future house would look exactly like this.
so we decided to give Phuket nightlife a try on our first night
BUT, unrealisingly it was Thailand's King birthday so everything seemed closed.
not the shops no, the entertainment, the tranny and the sleazy street full of bars.
considering the aftermath of tsunami, no streets or road was named, or had any sign board to show which road were we at,
so basically, having a map is equivalent to zero effort because we don't know our starting point, our exact location
and if you wanna talk about identifying the place by landmark,
we tried using KT Optics as a landmark but apparently,
the have KT Optics every other street, so go figure.
2 hours figuring out, walking long distances, but we get to see alot.
sight and view is overwhelming i tell ya.







day two
Sunday breakfast at Patong Phuket, view from the hotel building is miraculously heavenly
then it was shopping like money drop from the sky.
tuk-tuk-ed back and fro.
































by this time the camera battery died on us so our photo-memory day ended just like that
so here just wanna share that Phuket should have traffic light to control the traffic because
they dont have a mere zebra crossing for pedestrians
pfts!

day three
was a day of outing. boyfigure wanted to have his chance on guns (boys and gadgets. pffts!)
and yes, what else, beach laaaa. PATONG IS THE SEX LA!
live round of bullets, thai food and seafood and cheap shisha and sand and sea
and a walk down sleazy SOI BANGLA (BANGLA ROAD)
and we finally get to experience thai clubbing with sounds of bass house and trance at their resident club
HOUSE.
i wanna hold Phuket PR-ship.




































yes spot the difference with Singapore Ronald MacDonald.

day four
back to Singapore and i havent had enough sun tanning, shopping and the Phuket feel yet.





goodbye Phuket
ill come again
(: