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fire.works

so last saturday,
there were fireworks!…
i don’t really know why they had them,
but if i’m not wrong,
it was because they had too much money to spend!
wahahahahahahahahahahahaha
oh well.
there goes our tax money!…

before we met with the rest,
to catch the fireworks,
some of us had dinner at NYDC.

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the.one.night.chalet

one night only!
we had a chalet,
meant for our SOON to be ORD boys,
who are completing their National Service.
i’m so proud of them.
they have come a long way!…
ALL the pictures here,
are courtesy from shafiee’s kekasih…
aidah . .
* ahem *

she’s using a NiKOn!!!..
FOO YOH!!!…
* jealous *

i haven’t upload my pictures yet.
the battery’s flat!

mom.48th.berday

my mom turned 48 on 21st of August 2008.
sis and her husband,
my brother in law ( my goodness, how weird… )
gave the family a dinner treat @ carousel.
i hearts that place!…

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where.they.now?

ahem.
i was browsing through some pictures in the internet.
hhhmmmm…
how do i put this nicely…
as in, you know…
the pictures…
* coughs *
so, i ’stumbled’ across this site,
and saw this.

and here i thought she looked awfully familiar!

week.ahead

i have tons of latest pictures for my entries.
TONS leh.
as in A LOT OF PICTURES!…
but i got no time…
usually, i will just upload it to my multiply.
hhhmmmm…
i’m going back to work as we speak.
LIKE HELLO!
I AM ON MY FREAKING LEAVE!

we are being audited again!…
MY GAWD!…

like.WATEVER!

i’m not HARD UP to take him!!!…

IZZIT?!?!?!?!…
more than likely…
sometimes, people’s action speaks LOUDER than his words…
its so HARD when you have good looking people working in your team.
everyone wants a piece of that GOOD looking ones.

from hospital nurses, admin clerks,
aunties in coffee shops / indian roti prata seller
and not forgetting paramedic/s.
so yes..
its merely words,
but actions speak louder than it seems,
my dear.

like.wtf.tmth.lah

we were having dinner at our favorite place.
since you know,
the Z.O.E love JAPANESE food!…
and we often dine at M.O.F – ministry of food @ marina square.
so many abbreviations, don’t you think?
so while we were waiting for our food to be served…

make.ur.own

do you know a restaurant where you can name your own pasta,
choose your own ingredients,
your choice of sauce,
and even have a side dish?…
its so like making your own pizza,
but this is – your own pasta!

so.eazi

aniways,
i realised that i’m still not use to replying to comments,
that people post in my multiply.
that is why, i never activate my comments.
some people happened to have constructive ones,
but others,
really makes you feel,
so perplexed and turned off by them.
and for a record,
i find it insulting when you talk about my friends.
be it their size,
their looks,
or how they behaved.

someone’s.berday

it was Siti Fatimah’s 23rd berday.
She’s a missy from SGH…
missy = nurse.
for a male nurse… i think they are called, MISTER nurse?
wahahahahahahaha…
I HAVE NO idea.

like.silver.oklor.

and so, singapore received its first medal,
after waiting for a bloody 48 years -
yesterday!
wow!!!!….
SO IMPRESSIVE!…
* sarcastic to the max tone *
but what’s so interesting about the match was -

swim.yes

so, we decided to start our fitness regime.
hhmmm… well, technically,
it was them…
i just follow suit!
wahahahahahahahahahaha

so, they had just ended their night shifts.
i was clearing my leave,
and zuoyi was from home.
caleb decided to bring us to SAFRA Mt Faber.
situated quite near to his house.
bloody near i might add!

shuttup.alreadi

you know,
sometimes, when you meet someone new in your life,
be it a friends’ friend,
or a new working colleague,
it can hit you that -
HEY, i can totally hit off with this guy / gal.
but on some level,
it does not mean that,
JUST because i am super freaking nice person,
that means,
i accept you as my friend – instant kind.

cupid.love

i hearts this show!

wa liao!
this telemovie and theme song – was totally OLD SCHOOL okay!…
wahahahahahah…
and a few night shifts ago,
we,
as in the ‘FOFULAR’ ones,
were singing to that song,
as caleb was strumming the guitar…

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