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Sunday, July 20, 2008
dung dung cheng!
19th July 2008; Saturday.
I was supposed to go to NUH to be a volunteer. Unfortunately, and so RARELY, I woke up very late. Right after when Ikli sms-ed me. When Ikli described me about the lunch and breakfast that they were given, it’s more nicer than what I had! Grrr. Hahaha. The day was seriously bad. But I smiled through. I made myself relax because someone is crazy. How can I ever be angry. Later at night, most of the 15ians including Mimi came for Yinling’s birthday party at Holiday Flat @ Pasir Ris. I thought it was held at Aloha but nah, it’s at the flat instead. It was raining and I was all dressed up. Lucky, Vivien brought her ‘hello kitty’ umbrella. Hahaha! After the whole event, Man fetched me after he finished work. I asked him to join but he gave all sorts of excuses so he had to wait for me. We then went supper at TWCC’s Macdonald’s where I finally did the dare which is to dig my nose. And yea, he did! Not only one, but two! Hahaha. Oh yea, I’m sure gonna miss him when he’s going off for reservice next week. Hmmm.

Yinling's (one with tiara) 21st Birthday.

18th July 2008, Friday.
After school, was a trip to Rochester with the DW babes. Sery was from her driving, I was from school, Irah was from home as she’s enjoying her holidays. Argh! I need that badly. Come soon man you August. Rochester park is a park, full of bangladeshi during the day (I don’t know if it is still at night) BUT it’s quite beautiful. However, not as beautiful as Dempsey Hill. RP is more like a place to chill out as all by the side walk are bar, wine bar all bars except chocolate bars. Not until, when we were stalked by this van who consistently keep following us and whistle at us several times. They even stopped and waited for us to cross. Lucky, there’s this thing call bus and we ride it eventhough it’s just one stop. We then made our way to IMM to have our so call dinner plus lunch at LJS. We were really out of idea of what to eat. We were like hypoglycemic, hypotension, all the hypo except hypothalamus. Hahaha! Not enough of IMM, we head to Jurong Point and ended our day with bubble tea. (: We should explore another place some day!

The various Bars that could be found along Rochester Park.
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13th July 2008; Sunday.
Ika just gave birth to a baby boy at 11:48pm the night before. At first we were supposed to have an outing with the girls at City Hall. However, I could not make it as I have to visit those relatives in JB. Then, I discovered that a lot more of others did not turned up too. I’m pretty sure they are mad with me as I was so really ‘enthu’ beforehand like as if I’m coming. Oh, fug me upside down, I know you did. haha! Anyways, the baby is really cute, chinese-looking kind of baby (cos the mom herself look like one! Hehe.) and also, very chubby! I swear he is. She shared her experience being a mother. Oh no, what if it’s my turn? Will I be like her? It really sounds so tiring being one. Hmm, I wonder. After the visit, I went out with Nisa to have ice cream therapy at Swensen’s. and damn, it’s maliciously DELICIOUS!

Imagine Dily becoming a mom?

The Ice Cream Therapy.

12th July 2008; Saturday.

It’s been a long, long time since I last step there. And all that pleases me were the cats there. SO CUTE!!! I’m serious. There were 3 kittens which is as of the size of your palm. Plus! There’s like generations of them. The great grannies, the grannies, the mom and the child and the grandbabies. Haish. Okay, anyways, my house became like a durian shop. Full of it since it’s the season and we got to bring back like 20 plus of it? When the custom police checked, he just smiled and let us off.

Mother milking the kids.