syahiran house visit cum 'lunch'
yay. so it's selemat hari raya.
and happy children's day.
day started off with meeting seet teng who. for the first time. was SO late. ok. let me put it this way, perhaps someone was too busy shopping for CHEAP stuff and neglected her poor friend waiting for her at the mrt platform.. the mrt station is called DHOBY GHAUT.
we arrived not too early not too late at serangoon mrt station. actually i wasnt very sure of the time either. but my point is, we werent the latest. heh. and so, some mugger brought his prelim 2008 chemistry book to revise as syahiran helpfully tried to help to explain the solution given. and THANKS. the HOST was walking behind all the VIRUSES. [i sincerely hope you got the joke]
i was impressed at how muslims/malays took time and effort to decorate their houses such that it looks really cosy and nice. i was just thinking, how long would those pretty orange curtains be put up and what would happen if some moron runs in and rips off all the brightly coloured cloths.. ahh there was food. DUH. we cleared like half the amount of snacks available before even greeting syah's parents. either we were too hungry or the snacks were.. "too sinful".
then there was all the talking and crapping at the table.. from the JCs we would go if we were to be late for A levels to how i couldnt do spellings and pronunciation blah... to the food being too spicy or not. and there was the occasional cockoo bird from the clock above my head. AMUSING. but i guess my mouth ruined part of the relaxed happy atmosphere again.
im so sorry syahiran. and those living in the usual HDB flats. im perhaps a more pampered kid than seet then. i grew up in a spacious house where i could easily do cutwheels and rollerblade. yea.. that's the kinda bigger houses you can get 20 odd years ago at the same price as the usual size of the HDB flat you can afford today. LOOK WHAT INFLATION HAS DONE TO US. so when we moved house, my parents went to hunt for houses with the intention of SPACES to accomodate our big movements. but still, houses the size we had is really hard to find. then again, im truly apologetic. SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY. i hope i didnt offend anyone. or. like duh. of course i did. PLEASE FORGIVE ME.
sometime after gloria left to provide FREE tution, we translocated ourselves out of our seats to take a few shots of HAPPY-FRIENDS-PORTRAIT. whatever you call it. im SOOO glad that i positioned my head some distance behind seet and renu such that.. FOR A RARE MOMENT, my head looks SMALL. YESH.
renu rushed to meet her mum as kharsuan, so ever supportive of her taiwanese shows, headed straight home from the same mrt station where i met seet whilst the rest of us[yuhengjianhuikaibinseetme], INCLUDING SYAHIRAN, headed for the arcade. woah. we totally rekindled our children nature. haha. ME AND SEET WON THE GUYS IN PARTNERED-BASKETBALL-THROWING-COMPETITION. and unfairness was absoluted revealed when the guys helped seet to win in the datona. HMPH.
and i got devastated during the train ride back with seet. after like. erm 6 years with my 1st and current phone plan, i realised i hadnt been just sending one sms. it's like an average of 5 sms-es with each button pressed. DAMN. no wonder my father warned me last month and hinted that i need a new phone plan. I SWEAR I'LL SEND AT MOST 3 SMS-ES PER MONTH FROM NOW ONWARDS. so dont blame me for not replying your messages.
ok. what a selemat. what a happy. hari raya children's day. HEY. GAWD STILL OWES ME ONE CHILDREN'S DAY... cause He landed me on earth AFTER october the first.
it's back to mugging. again. i CANT believe there's school tomorrow.
All the sleepless nights;
and the tears you cry
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and the tears you cry
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