
Sempena Azy punye hari jadi,
Camera Nad super blurry.
Kesian Azy.....

We spent the day at.......


We come in 3's. ('We come in peace'. Get it? HAHA!) But each sold separately. Senior citizens not included.
Azy, where were you!!!?

Sempena Azy punye hari jadi,
Camera Nad super blurry.
Kesian Azy.....

We spent the day at.......


We come in 3's. ('We come in peace'. Get it? HAHA!) But each sold separately. Senior citizens not included.
Azy, where were you!!!?
Meet Michelle, Aqilah and the closest thing to a cadaver we've come across. So far.
Lina (don't ask me what she's doing) and Mr. Maigata Iso Pern. More commonly known as Mr. My Gut Is Open.



At Changi Airport. Kinda like a bacholerette party but instead of entering married life, they are sending me off into school life! And instead of hiring strippers, we were the whores instead. But don't get me wrong! We were the socially acceptable whores because all we do is cam-whore. So anyway, I can't wait for school to start because i don't think my brain can stand another minute of rotting.
"Eh wah! This picture is so vintage!!!"
What i was thinking but didn't dare say out loud because Nad was within slapping distance of me, "Yup, just like the skytrains in those villages back in the 50's..."

At Coffee Bean.
While waiting for the skytrain, we took advantage of the gorgeous lighting.
"OMG, this is just like art."
"Yup, art that will definitely NOT sell."

Since we are not hiring strippers for my bachelorette party, might as well use the pole and pretend to be sailors. Yang terus sekali tak menjadi.
And as if this wasn't embarassing enough, Nad ans Azy were singing : "A sailor went to sea sea sea to see what he could see see see. " Loudly and more than once.
Ok this picture was candid. Azy was VERY quick with the camera. This was when we were both astunnished (Nad's new word) by some loud rumbling noises. Later we realised it was just buses. So jakun you know..Just look at Nad's face!
Nad decided to join Azy and me in our pole-dancing.
The Survivors. The ones that OUTLAST. OUTWIT and OUTPLAY don't matter in this case. But technically, i didn't 'survive' anything because i came at 8.10.
The very tired NS boys. And the very happy Fariq.
Look at Fariq's schizo fingers! On one hand it is normal, on the other....Let's just say he puts a whole new meaning to giving the 'twist'.

In the protest they actually said things like:
"Our faces are not straight white-chalky. We do have some pigment."
"HEY HEY HO HO, RACIST MASCOT'S GOTTA GO!"
"GIVE WENDY SOME PIGMENT!"
"NO PIGTAILS! NO PIGTAILS! NO PIGTAILS!"
Here's the video of the protest if you do actually want to see it:
and then Poland...
3rd place has to go to Greece...
Runner-up award goes to Serbia.

Got it from a forwarded email. But i had to put this up here cos it goes so well with my 'Guys are as shallow as the water in my toilet bowl' motto.

And i found this: My first authentic watch given to me by my uncle after PSLE results. I took it out of the case only to find that the straps broke into 3 parts! I only used it 3 times in my life. Gosh! And then when i wanted to put it back in the case, the other side of the strap broke into 2. :( So hopeless.
I can't believe i found this! I always collect all my plane tickets and these were missing. I remembered i kept calling my brother "Muhammadir" for quite some time even when we got back to Singapore. Nothing beats pissing off your brother.

"....We've known each other for about 4 years already! Soon, our Alevels will come and it reminds me of the time we studied at the cafe at Chengsan CC for our O'levels. And there's also Galilee. And tuition at your house...So fun!!"


After a few hours it started to get dark outside and we couldnt use the camera'a flash cos it's too glaring. So....
And the results! Drumroll please......
Not too bad if i do say so myself. :)