My legs are wibbly wobbly. Let me tell you how it all started.
8 am “Joyce! Time to wake up!” – David *mmm* “oi!” (lots of exclamations in the bg) David tries to pull my blanket unsuccessfully. I have good grip. *clang*clang* sounds of a saucepan ooh… are they cooking something. i’ll wake up if they cook something yummy
All of a sudden. CLANG!* CLANG!* David is banging the saucepan next to my ear to wake me up. oh my fucking god that is such a goddamn annoying sound… ignore… ignore… CLANG!* CLANG!* CLANG!* CLANG!*
I got up.
We went to Batu Caves to train for Mt. Kinabalu. Not once. Not twice. But three times did we go up and down.
Things i learnt from my little outing:
Monkeys and bats are a smellie combination.
It’s so easy to fall backwards and give yourself a mighty fright while walking up the steep stairs.
After the second time, your knees shake pretty violently.
We were the only ones using the place to exercise. Everyone else was visiting – chinese, japs, whites, indians, malays.
David and Marcus are lazy. The didn’t go a third round.
Don’t carry a plastic bag. Monkeys are fierce and are not afraid to snatch.
11 am I’m sitting here stoning in my Mickey Mouse t-shirt. Just got a call from the Kinabalu fella saying we’re training at Bkt. Gasing tomorrow morning.
At 7:30 am.
Shit. I might still be tipsy from the Fri night partying then.
Other news:
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Crystal Method was cancelled. Somehow i wasn’t too surprised since Green Velvet got cancelled before. Twice. Things happen.
I was so goddamn itchy i still HAD to go out. So to Bangsar i went with BrianJane (though i despise bangsar and rarely make my presence there) Delawi was crowded with people i expected to be at Atmos tonight. I guess everyone was feeling that they *had* to go somewhere after all that anticipation of a night out. Bangsar itself was filled with familiar individuals and hi’s had to be said every few stops.
Vodka and beer is good. Vely good.
Mira and i went gaga over the LeSportsac bags today. We can’t help being materialistic city girls at times. I got this. I’m ecstatic. I’ve been wanting/craving/dying/dreaming for it since 2003. And now it’s mine! MINE! MINE!!!!!!! *crazy gleeful laughter*
In the end. She honestly couldn’t decide and didn’t get any. She wanted to go home and think them over. So Mira got shoes instead. I swear she already has 70 pairs or more.
There is a gap between when we arrived to the next morning. Mostly, i don’t want to put scandalous photos up. And also. There are no other interesting ones besides the scandalous ones. Here is… the morning after:
I came home this morning to find a huge crane outside my neighbour’s house. My first reaction was to think aloud I hope the crane drops something into their house and kills her Aha. Why the violence spurting from my fairy self? Well the neighbour… wait. Let’s call her MassiveBitch insteand of me typing ‘the neighbour’ all the time. MassiveBitch sounds so soothing to my angered heart.
So let the bitching begin!
MassiveBitch used to snitch on me ALL THE TIME when i was still in school. She would tell my mother every damn thing that occured outside my house during office hours. This is cos my parents wouldn’t be in, and her, being a money-sucking housewife who has a maid so therefore she does NO housewifey things of any sort, can give daily reports of my going out activities. Hmm.. so what else DOES she do then? She bitches bout everyone in the neighbourhood! She manages to tell my mother news bout everyone living around us and i’m like, ‘ha. how you know all this. bet the neighbour across told you.’ Besides bitching bout the neighbours, i see her exercising with the hula hoop sometimes. Not that it helps cos she’s still so goddamn fat. See. That’s all she does. Bitch. And play with her hula hoop. Woo. Betcha all can imagine my bitchy face now!
I used to be really imprisoned in my house last time. My mother was strict beyond belief. She’s a famous-for-being-fierce teacher in Assunta, and that implies something. So going out for me was pretty difficult.
MassiveBitch would snitch bout what time i went out who picked me up what type and colour of car picked me up how many people there were in the car what i was wearing what time i came home
She’s so free. I can’t believe someone can actually stand guard like that the whole day! Wait. Not just day ok. Even at NIGHT, when i’m sneaking in at 3 or 5 in the morning, she can wake up. And tell my mom. Everytime i see her shadow at the window, i’m like, “aiyo fuck. Kantoi.”
And once, stupid her even told my mom the wrong time i came home so my parents thought i cut school. ok, sometimes i did, but the pissing off thing is i DIDN:T that day! I remember being so fucking pissed off i wanted to drag my parents to her house and tiu her in her face.
But now. I have total freedom. So it’s all good. Just remembering all the crap she gave me last time…
La di da, i’m going to gallavant with Mira now. We were going to visit the new Lulu Guiness bags in klcc but we decided to visit LeSportsac in Megamall instead.
Went for lunch with Azwin today. I had seafood paella (which looks like baby food).
Azwin *Estranged*, Mooky *One Buck Short* and Kuachee *Frequency Cannon* are gonna be performing this Saturday * Separately of course * Born and bred in Malaysia So i will advertise shamelessly for them
Besides that, i’m all up for Crystal Method on Wednesday in Atmosphere! Everyone’s giving excuses that they’ve got work/exams/class… But judging from experience i *know* i’m going to end up seeing you all there!!!
Luckily i’m on hols. Too bad Fai has exams too *evil-est snicker* Don’t you just hate me bwahahaha…
I’m seething with envy at those who are gonna be in London and able to attend London Fashion Week in Sept. I won’t even go on about it as it just gets me awfully depressed. Perhaps i’ll hide in my aunt’s suitcase and follow her home. Or perhaps. Everyone in my Friendster list can donate me 6 ringgit each. Phwoar. Settled.
I was in Malacca with BrianJaneCali for the Guiness Black Party last weekend. OkAY YES i kNOW Gatecrasher was on Saturday, let me off it already! The moMENT i was on msn, ppl were msging me
“oi! why never go GC WEI! IT was AWESOME!!” “wah… you really missed out wor” “everything was great, the lights, the music… “ “Like heaven i tell you”
OkAYYYY. It was awesome. i GET IT. I promised them ages ago i would go to Malacca so i honestly couldn’t break it.
Anyhow *i* had an excellent time myself *pbttt* I took so many photos that i’m going to spread their preview out over the span of a few days.
Yea, everytime i wanted to take a photo, BrianJaneCali would turn around to look for me going, “oh my god, there she goes again!”
We all got decked up in black That was the occasion after all Jane had on an amazing low top I couldn’t not stare myself And me I wore black silk Black feathers Black lace Black string in leather Pretty lolita-ish i would say
Something really funny happened in the bathroom at the club. I was in one of the cubicles when i did something to the tap. Next thing you know, water just started SPRAYING out CRAZILY and girls started squealing. Basically, i had caused it to rain in half the bathroom. I ran to Jane who was looking into the mirror at the time. We laughed damn alot whilst other girls stared evilly at us… or me rather.
oops. heh it was an accident…
We meant to take photos of pretty us after the party but alcohol made us forget. Actually. When i woke up the next morning, i saw my digicam on the table. hmm i don’t think i put it there last So i looked thru it And saw photos of me making out with Jane what the fu….
