dal

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here's how it goes. i'll most likely reply on your tagboard. but if you don't have one, the reply goes here.

some of the things INDIGO broke record in ltc:-
.finish eating in 3 mins
.commando crawl in a few seconds (cheryl)
.can be considered the fastest in finishing both the walls. the fastest for 15-people group and only a few seconds difference from the record set
yay

ORIENTEERING IS FUN! ((:

imagine climbing up to the upper deck of your double decker bed and say "spotters ready?" everyday. lol. quoted from cheryl.

i'm looking forward for campfire next wednesday. we'll be performing some things with tokyo drift song. it's been a long time since i danced. i love np campfires.

I guess I'm immature after all. I'm green of barom. Yesterday, he played habbo the moment he got home from the doctor's, which is around 11, until near midnight with only a few minutes of rest every few hours. Despite having my parents asking him to take a break in between, he didn't and they didn't mind.
I fell asleep on the sofa at 9pm and when I woke up, my parents scolded me for damaging the sofa by sleeping on it. i was like thinking...why didn't you scold barom instead for playing habbo for super long time? Because I don't want to get into an argument, I went into the kitchen and consoled myself by indulging into the famous amos dad bought earlier. i told myself dad was kind enough to buy those cookies for us so i shouldn't be angry with him.
this morning, mum shoo-ed me to the other side of the table just to give barom the main seat for breakfast. Mum even forbade him to play habbo today but as usual, he managed to get his hands on the computer right after breakfast. See he started as early as 7+. (He even thought the computer is his and the other computer for the rest of the family. What the toot). Pain is not an excuse for allowing him to get special treatment lah dey.

btw, my phone is back!

Let's do Dalila.
Dalila bila bo bila banana
fana fo fila fi fa
mo mila.
Dalila!
Now let's do sirius.
sirius birius bo birius banana
fana fo firius fi fa
mo mirius
sirius!
lalala

some people are just plain ego. neighbourhood schools don't suck you know. i know because...i have first hand experience haha. at least my primary school doesn't suck. we had dedicated teachers who won't resort to calling up parents unless the student was REALLY out of hand, not just not handing in homework.

yesterday, i decided to cab to school since i've always been late for the previous meetings. bumped into ayesha and sangee in school then we checked our streaming results at the noticeboard. if my phone was working, i would've tell everyone the results at that point of time. some time after, i got to know the meeting was at 9.30 not 9. hah wasted $8 on cab fare.
after groupmates gathered, we proceeded to plaza sing. spent a long time waiting for our bandannas at 77th street. to my surprise, my phone vibrated and sms started to flood in. i quickly informed my friends the results (sorry for spoiling your surpise :P) then nadzirah called me and i was practically screaming and jumping away. the salesguy in the nearby shop must've thought i'm crazy.
btw my phone is still not working. i don't know why but the network failure started again once i reached my bustop.

off to pack my stuff. one problem - some of the things in the kit list are alien things. argh.

announcement: my phone currently cannot receive/send messages nor receive/make calls. you can reach me through home phone, email or msn

a lot of ltc stuff has been clashing with np activities. tup tup...today was the last np training before ac. ltc is next week followed by ac the following week.

goodbye and good luck group 4. we were GOOFY GOOBER until the reshuffle of groupings. omG i'm sincerely sorry i always came late for meetings. and thank you loads for understanding my tight schedule. "Oh.. I'm a goofy goober yah, you're a goofy goober yah, we're all goofy goobers yah, goofy goofy goober goober yah!"
i regret it. i should've put in more effort. i did my almost maximum. yah...ALMOST only loser.

the thought of being served with wide array of hari raya biscuits still excites me. goes to show i'm still in hari raya mood. i want more honey cornflakes and macroon! maybe some black pepper chips and the typical cheese chips and roasted cashew too.

jemputlah makan kuih-muih tu. tapi jangan pula makan "kuih tompok" yang tengah-tengah tu. tu cuma posing je. suka hati dia lah...nak jadi sebahagian daripada jamuan tu katakan.

100th post.

through the jalan raya outings i had, i found out there are many things that my only-meet-once-a-year cousins/neighbour and i share some things in common. like...many of us were in syf! nyaha such coincidental. anyway, i didn't miss the paternal jalan raya. they postponed it to the next day.

of late i've been forced to fetch barom from school since i'm always at home around 12 (i've my reasons why i don't like to fetch him). on wednesday, he was beaming proud that, according to him, a singapore idol finalist visited his school as the ambassador of some speak good english campaign. i shall not name who until i'm convinced it's true. i shall check it out.

my parents are organising a kenduri doa selamat this early december. it's mainly for barom. & also to celebrate the december birthday people. my job is to organise games for both the younger & older generation. err...help? um...i would prefer if we can play some captain's ball match. hurhur force them to bring extra tee for this match.

i had a great laugh looking at the photos of our jalan raya & the kl trip of which most of them are candid shots. credits to shyaza's & nadzirah's camera (:
i like my billabong tee bought from the kl trip. i was also eyeing the flip-flops but i couldn't possibly buy one because mum would surely nag at me for having too many shoes.

i've listed out the causes of my stress. all i have to do is to overcome them by not counting the number of hours left.

watch this. it's touching. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fae3U-bzL_g

it's no fun anymore. since some years ago, each had their own different busy lives to lead. When on visiting with about 4 maternal families last saturday, the cousins no longer communicate that much. Each was found constantly fishing out their handphones/mp3 to entertain themselves. fortunately, we had my uncle as the great entertainer with his lame jokes :).
And sigh my family always found ourselves "cabbing" (haha) or tompang or on public transport when jalan raya-ing.

We finally jalan raya-ed on Monday :D. nadzirah, 'amirah, dalila, ayesha[but she didn't tag along): ], khairiah, aqila, halimatul & shyaza (in the sequence of the houses we serbu-ed). haha we rounded singapore! from bedok to little india to serangoon to bishan to boon lay to paris pasir ris. the jalan raya we planned since the 2nd day of puasa, which is the 1st day of schooling in the month of Ramadan. Semangat kebabian. we had fun :D

most of my maternal side have met tompok. have you? it's a pity tompok wasn't at my house when shyaza & khairiah came. haha.

This hari raya is the latest i've ever reached home after the roundings - The maternal outing ended at about 1 in the morning, & I reached home at 0015(so unlike anak dara) the day of 2M jalan raya.

Yay tomorrow till Saturday i'll be on overseas with aqila, shyaza & nadzirah though i have to give a miss to my paternal side jalan raya (which have been 3 years renting a bus for the visitings) & also the healthzone trip.