MOST AWESOME NIGHT WITH MY HOES(pics)

Maybe its escapism, maybe its an outlet. Maybe its a way to fit in and be cool, maybe its a way to let loose and enjoy life. Not gonna lie, im fucking fucked up right now. But in a good way. I love meetin new people, i love hagning out with old people, i love gettin fucking trashed and fucking high and happy as hell. Maybe that's my poison right now, but as long as i dont fucking get a alcohol belly im fucking awesome right now. Thhis is how i choose to live my life and this is how it should be. Let loose, be free and peace out, biatches. I love you hoes, and we're gonna get soooooo messed up for new yr's again its gonna be fucking A awesoooomeeeeee. Trust me. I know what im talkin abt.

LOST.

*beams*

New York City with the parentals was a blast. Loads of shoppin', eatin' and watchin' of musicals.

Now back at Cornell doing random stuff. My new apartment is coming along very well, i must say. It looks almost homely! Still stayin' at the Statler - the Cornell Hotel - though.. i hate stayin' by myself so i'll probably only move into the apartment when my flatmates get back. So now we're slowly but surely furnishin' the place and doin' all that good stuff.

Connors really is going to Singapore for winter break! Its all confirmed. Yaaay!!

SINGAPORE

MY LOVELIES:

dada, peeplo and manuchaopablo


pab and peeps!


qin in her workin clothes!!!


DENDENDEN...


LOVIN' MY TOOTS:

HORRIFIED to come home to find this in my playground:


Crashing..

slowww ali and sengggg






Seng taking an upside down photo, cuttin herself off in the process

If my Connors comes to the S'pore for Christmas and New Year's, im gonna be soooooooooo freakin' stoked its not even funny!!!

This is why i looove watchin movies with Dawniee. Imagine a just-turned-20-year-old-who-still-looks-like-shes-5 dancing and singing along in her seat to the Oompaloompas! Clarr knows she looooves watchin movies with us, she's just not expressing her true feelings. HEH. And Fartz is still the perfect "cinema bf" with those comfy shoulders and arms! And Vans and her "if you break it, u gotta buy it" shirt which made me wanna break everything in sight. Hope Dawnie had a very happy 20th! Anyway, Willy Wonka was a fecking scary show. I wouldn't advise little kids to watch it. But it was hilarious! No one better than Johnny Depp could have played Willy Wonka. I will give him mad props for that performance, and after Pirates of the Carribean and perhaps even Finding Neverland, he's on the top of my list of actors who can really act.

Decided to be filial since the grandfather was coming over for dinner, so rushed back after the movie. Met Joshie, after another sidesplittingly funny family dinner, where he told me some interesting stuff. Hem hem. Lol and we discussed my costume for tomorrow. EAT MY DUST PEOPLE, sorry... im sooo gonna win again! Bow before thy master, bi'atches! MWAHAHHAHAA.

The attempted fire-works display watching was a failure! Came back and talked to my dearest Beebs for damn long - gonna miss our supahh-long-talk-about-nothing-slash-everything conversations!

And i happened to chance upon the xanga site of one of the guys i dated for a while back in the states - ok fine, it was on his AIM profile and you know im damn KPO - and he changed his car!!!!! TO ONE THAT IS DAMN NICE!!!! Grrrr when we were goin out, his car was howwwww bloody run-down! And olddddddd. TMD, how can?!?! And he took so many shots of it from the side view, back view, top view even... and its a sweet ride, dammit. Grrrrr.

My last few days in Singapore are gonna be awesome, i dont care!

So the plan as it stands is:

Tues: National Day themed Mahjong insanity with my best babes, movies, supper at our favorite indian place(!!!!)

Wed: Lunch with my popo, meetin Fartz and Shu for bewitched, then din with dawnie, qin, mi fea, huahuaaaa, and whoever else then clubbing/gettin f-ing sloshed and f-in happy as hell with my crazyass toots - yaay slow's back!, stayoverrr

Thurs: Still reeling from hangovers and too much movin from the night before, hit up the army fair + Beeboo who very proudly might i add, "invited herself" - roflmao - then beebs and i are meetin up with weizhi and fartz for dinner at fish and co then LAST MINUTE PACKINGGGGG then supper with whoever the hell i decide on -> yes, there's still fierce competition going on there... i love being so popular! heh

Fri: 18 hour planeride to nyc with the parentals theeen fun for another week! *beams*

Now: sleeeep so i'll be aaaaall fresh for tmw's maaaahjongg madness and i can be indignant when im called 'zhuang'/drunk again.

Yes yes, Beeboo was correct.. Sean is damn evil... has damn evil intentions bringing me out for supper again. But what can i say? I heart the kid, even with his fatten-ali-up schemes. Over supper we were talking about my summer hol and Sean asked me if i was happy with it.

Actually i am. As much as im whining that it's ending soon, I did most of the things i really wanted to do.

SUMMER TO-DO-LIST:

1) Have an awesomely f-ing heck fun 20th bday -> hell yeahhhhh, i def did not disappoint!!!!

2)Go night safari - > though i didnt go with a certain person as planned(hurhurhur), it was suuuuchhh a blassst gettin sloshed, takin the tram, almost fallin off.. and going with those buncha crazyass kids

3)Go do touristy things -> Went to sentosa, saw the merlion that purportedly smells like "ass" and had a supaahh fun time with Rumps, sat on the cablecars; Clark Quay's forbidden city was awesome (read: open bar and waaay cool people to boot)

4)Shop til i drop -> think we covered just about every inch of the new revamped marina square and orchard :) and bought a crapload of things!!

5) Travel -> Hongkong with my babes!!!!!! Which was RIDICULOUSLY FUUUUNNNNNNNNNNN!!

6) Enjoy myself -> that straight week of drinkin, loungin, gettin sloshed and as happy as f* and clubbing in style with the Next Gen people, clubbing with my girls, clubbing with my maniacal boys... ahhh.... that's the good life! Then of course the suppers(my taste of Singapore), the hanging out and the crazy insanity; laughin my ass off... McVodka...

7) Mahjong -> talk about doing insane crap and lovin' it. Our themes and food fests and unbelieveable costumes - fartz beggin!! and beebs' headband!!

8) Learning how to drive -> well started to, and Mr. Lim was well worth the lessons coz he cracked me up soooo

9) Hone my tennis and golf skills -> im a f-ing pro now.. incidentally, my parents refuse to play golf with me anymore coz apparently i suck sooo bad.. but hey, my tennis is still pretty darn good!

10) be given flowers -> a rose and 2 sunflowers from Joshie .. i dont care, at least i got some!

Ok fine, so i didnt work; i didnt intern in some prestigious firm that would glamorize my future resume, but all i have to say is i had one hell of a fulfilling holiday! *beams*

Unfortuately, i did not...

1) have a summer fling -> alas! this one im most upset about, but i did have some dates which were fuuuun and fuuunny as heck

2) go to Europe -> but we shall do that in our junior yr WHEN Fartz does her semester abroad in France

3) grow to like Taufik -> sorry, randomness but the stupid "Shooting stars" advert just flashed on, and i still dont like him! And that stupid Sly too.

4) grow to like Fartz -> Fartz is a weird kid, what can i say?

The beginning of the summer when i came back, i felt kinda alone. The sad fact is that when you go abroad, you do lose a lot of contacts and i guess i definitely did. But im very happy to still have my friends. So here's to:

my best friends in life: Weizhi, Beeboo and very begrudgedly *coughcough* Fartzzy!

my toots who were in Singapore: Joanieee, Seng, Slowww, Shing

my dearest jc kids: Dawniee(who's bday we're gonna be celebratin lataa), Clarr, Qinqin, Smelly Melly, Dash, Janaaa, Beansprout!, Mi fea Vermeeeanso and Mi media naranja!

my dearest Angel Junli *beams*

my retarded friend Shu~

A-MAAAAN-DUHHH...

Tess and Becs from the states who were in the S'pore to entertain me

my psychotic boys: Joshhieee, Turtieee, Michael, Elf, Dennis

RUMPPYYYYY - stylemaster R.

my hot biatches: Dearest Seanieeepooop(!) + his erm, very entertaining friend...Ker, Hon, Jervis, Daniel

The Next Gen Citigroup people who were infinitely fuuuun!!

special mention to the bro and his friends for entertaining me

And other people i was glad to have met up with even if it was only briefly - my superglue pal, cuicui, gracia, my cousies from various locations and any new people i met/became acquainted with

Ah. How time flies. I know i dont have that many friends in Singapore now, but hell, the ones i do have are bloody golden!

Oh the irony! The gentle, harsh irony! After i change my blog layout to one which alludes to oh-happy-clubbing, i fall bloody sick and i can't go Zouk tonight. Was supposed to go with D'uh for Absolute Reality. And i wanted to see Rumps on stage(who apparently did the catwalk!! And was 'outdrunk' by 3 GIRLS...what an ass!!) and meet up with everyone! Hmphhh. Bloody Effing Ell...that damn sore throat. You know, its the type that I'd DIE if i sneezed. The pain would be a bit too much to bear/handle/take, it'd be like someone shattered a crystal vase in my throat and proceeded to rub the offending smithereens along the walls of my esophagus. BLOODY EFFIN' OWWWWWW!!!!

On another note, i've become particularly lazy/lazier than usual. I have been refusing to go any where at night if no car is involved. Of course for my girlies i'd prob go, but i've grown more and more dependent on the boys chauffering me around that no car = no go. And car always = picks me up and sends me home.

Mahjong with my girls was once again, a spectacularly horrendous/hilarious affair with many super group hugs and after much tryin to bribe the judge, Beeboo finally winning the theme of today - Rastafari - when she emerged, happy as shit, might i add, with a bloody headband "to hold up the dreadlocks"!!! Whereupon i collapsed and lay besodden in a giggly heap upon the ground for ages. Would have LOVED to see a mop on Fartzzy's head. In the end, however, Junk(WZ), Skunk(Fartzy, who else?), Drunk( i am NOT perpetually drunk ok!) and Punk(beebs!!!) OD-ed on chocolate and hugs. *beams* Coz i heard "zhuang" as "drunk" and was indignant that i was called drunk once again. Our next mahjong session is on national day with the theme this time to dress as something symbolic of Singapore[Fartz's fault]. Hurhurhur..sorry babes, i think i've won again! Oh crap. i just realized beebs didnt take her prizes home!

After yummyyummy bo-bia with the family for dinner, Josh came to pick me up for our "2nd date". And this time i got sunflowers! *super beams* 2 stalks nicely bouquet-ed up. This time he came prepared and i was presented with the flowers as soon as i got into the car. The "date" came to an end when i sneezed on the damn..i mean those super nice!...flowers and my throat felt like it was exploding.

I also learnt another phrase to add to my Singlish collection. The collection now stands at 2, with the first being: Kena Stun! And the second now being: Kangaroo Kena Spotlight Face. Used in a sentence like if someone gives you a very HUH? or DUH?! face: "F you lahh, don't gimme this kinda kangarookenaspotlightface can!!"

Talk about a totally failed clubbing trip. I dont see how it could have flopped more. Yeah, but the alternative was way more fun.

We were all dressed for clubbing. Really. We looked HOT. Really. Then we got into the car and couldn't make up our minds where in heck to go. So Jeremy had to drive super slowlyy while we deliberated. China Black? Club momo? Zouk? and so we went on in circles like that, all refusin to make a decision. So upon Weizhi's brilliant advice, Jeremy went to fill gas while the 3 of us continued to be happily indecisive together. At last, we decided in unison that we'd go to Club Ali - which incidentally is hotter than club med.- i.e. since Ali still has a shitload of alcohol at her place, we'd go drink by the pool. And off we were to the supermarket to get plastic cups and perhaps chasers! "Take your time," the 'driver' said. 'No problem," we assured him, "we definitely will!" And after runnin around the supermarket at holland village, we decided TA-DA! we were goin to our favorite indian place to eat supper first! I decided my tummy could take one for the team..hurhurhur

After which we girls were dropped back at my place and hung around the pool for a bit. Weizhi by this time, was bloody dozin off already, though the 'talk with the psycharitrist' was very entertaining. What better than alcohol to wake a person up? heh So we headed off to get the supplies...but as soon as we hit my room, someone apparently hit somewhere else...


in a very undignified manner, might i add!

Deciding we'd not make it back down to the pool, we changed..

and the worst thing is... beeboo wasnt even tryin to sleep here..


... she was tryin to button the shirt!

Leavin the unsightly girl on the floor, (yes, everytime she collapses in the same pose on the same part of my room!!!) beebs and i skipped off to make MILO DINOSAUR...RAAAAAHHHHH!!

Ali bein the good hostess makin the dinos..


in the cups beeb calls BLOODY HUGE


But alas, after a lot of braggin and horn-blowin, it was A BLOODY DISASTER because i couldnt taste it so it was SUPER DUPER concentrated - beebs u said u like yours concentrated ok!!

After a lot of namecallin and hand and mouth swatting, Beebs finally allowed to try the milo disaster..i mean dinosaur..heh


So we ended up makin a bloody mess because we kept tryin to rectify hers and diluted too much then added too much until we almost died of milo overload...


Thinkin back, i feel kinda cheated because i had to take her bloody disaster and she got the one that was for myself which was AWESOME!! Grrrr Even had to pretend that hers tasted "DAMN NICE WHAAAATT!!"

So after OD-ing on milo, you'd think that'd stop me. Oh nooo.. i went on to boast about my noodle making skills. The last time the whole lot of toots came to stayover after clubbin, i made noodles for them too, so i was pretty confident. A little less confident than the milo dinosaur, but confident nonetheless!

Went back to the room to see that the disgustin weizhi - and by disgusting i mean unbathed - was now at the foot of my bed. In a swift motion, which apparently almost killed dear beebs, for some reason she thought it was damn funny, i pulled weizhi by her legs and off we were headed back to the kitchen. Of course once there, the aircon was duly turned on and the instant noodle collection was proudly shown off, thereby markin the openin/re-openin of Ali's Restaurant. Beeboo was also very amused by my proud declarations of my noodle collection.

Have faith, i told her. I promise my noodle makin skills are better than my milo makin skills.

After makin their selection, the chef - who decided she was a French chef, much to the amusement/dismay of the patrons who had requested for asian noodles - set to work, while the damn patrons slept on...


Duno what in heck... beebs tryin to take a pic of me doing my heavy cookin, but i think i was damn happy the nothin exploded


Suddenly those asses perked up and the super duper nicely made best ever noodles were devoured..."Actually pretty darn good" they said, and then just was i was hoppin and jumpin about it ONLY bein pretty good, THE INGRATES started discussin the wonders of havin a microwave.. how "Just put in then can already.." JUST PUT IN THEN CAN ALREADY?!!?!?!?!? TMD you know HOW DIFFICULT it is?! Do'ya know HOW MUCH SKILL IS NEEDED?!!?!?!? Hmphhhh!!!!

Anyway, the rest of the night/mornin was damn interesting coz beeboo and i were talkin about stuff until we couldnt move our eyes, mouths and bodies.

And the next day, when we woke up, at around 2pm THEY DEMANDED EGGS!!! ON TOAST! The audacity. Of course i offered, but me never ever havin cooked eggs before bravely decided i would once again endeavour to make poached eggs without the help of the maid. HA. AND THEY DARED EAT THE TOAST WITHOUT WAITING FOR MY EGGS!!

Ali's Pastori has been closed indefinitely due to unreasonable customers! Thank you, please come again. GET OUT!!!!

"Suit up," he said, leaning over and opening the car door for me, "Look sex-ayy." And with that, i donned my new halter, which i looooooove to death fyi, and off we were to En Lounge for our "first date". Lol Josh was soooo hot - i swear he made me say this - in a cool blue long-sleeve prep shirt rolled delicately yet tastefully up to his elbows. "Do i turn you on, baby?" he cooed, when he first picked me up. "Do i? Do i?" And one wonders why we've never gone out, just the two of us before. ONE WONDERS! Because HE STEALS MY LINES!!! I love En Lounge. Especially since the velvet booths are soooo comfy. A very nice "first date" i must say. Joshy was a perfect gentleman, hot but not too sizzling, sexy but not too "whorish", a good conversationalist but not a bore, a lover AS WELL AS a fighter. heh. But alas, it was an early night for the both of us since i apparently "closed your(my) eyes and looked very blissful" i.e. was "BLOODY SLEEPING ON ME(Josh)". So at around 12 we left and the dear kid sent me home. With a rose in tow no less!



The first person who's given me flowers this entire summer trip home!!! *beams*

When i opened 1 sleepy eye at around 2.35 in the afternoon today, i saw the blurry blinking of what could only be an IM. Strange, i thought. My msn wasn't on and my AIM was on invisible. Rolling over, i checked my laptop. Of course. Who else could it be, the person who knows best how to reach me, whenever. And with a simple message, it read:

Term: Alicia
Meaning: To throw caution to the wind with reckless abandon

I thought it was funny. Then i went back to sleep.

Sat was a rather interesting day.

After the lunch with the fam at the Equinox, met Weizhi and the pregnant one aka Beebs [mind you, she's still as skinny as hell, but what she wore deemed her as the "preggie"]


where we TRIED to go shopping, but instead got sidetracked when Weizhi decided to curl her eyelashes



after the preggie called her eyelids fat.

Are you going to take this insult lying down? i asked.



Apparently.

And since she took soooooooooooooo long, Beebs and i decided to get manicures!

After which we rushed back to the hotel room my parents had gotten to watch the full dress rehearsal of the national day parade.

Tess and Rebecca were already up there and THOROUGHLY BORED. Well Rebecca more so than Tess.

My 2 besties and my 2 lil Cornellians :)


Weird photo of us


The view of the parade from above




The fireworks made it all worthwhile[Tess has nicer shots, but for now..]



Dinner with Tess, Bec, the parentals and my Popo at Prego and then lo and behold, the 2 Americans brought me, the bloody Singaporean no less, to a pub i've never been to. The New AsiaBar at the Swiss Hotel, Tess' "new obsession". Where we had the nicest drinks in those cool glasses[my new addiction is their "indecent romance" which was just yum] and some guy was apparently trying to catch my eye for the longest time. DAMN. And he was cute! i just wasn't sure he was so i didnt really look into his eyes. But apparently he was! Damn. I dont know why i was so out of my element! The worst thing is, he WAS CUTE. In a nice white polo at that. The preppy look..sigh. Ah well. Anyway Tess' friend Danielle, a fellow American, came in tow with 2 of her "boyfriends" who left shortly after. So the 4 of us did some major seat-dancing and talking over the music, the contents of which are way too XXX to be posted. But it was fun! We had the whole night view of Singapore, being on the 70th floor and it was actually really pretty and picturesque. Its funny how being in a country so long you never really appreciate it until you look at it through a foreigner's eyes. And we even talked our way into getting the bouncer to let us through a cordoned off area to take a photo. And he took the picture at that! We didnt want to push it, so we were only going to take one photo which ended up with Danielle tryin to settle it with an all round comparison of "how many megapix do you have?". But Becs won it when she proclaimed "i dont care, im emailing anyway". So will post when i get the pic.

And then going down, the lift wouldn't move because it was jampacked with people but we didnt care so we threw ourselves in as well. And Becs was going the entire time how she's gonna pee in her pants if the whole lift falls 70 floors and scaring the shit out of everyone in the lift. She was lucky the lift started movin' properly coz i proclaimed i was going to pee in her pants if she kept it up. Then of course we had to bolt as soon as the lift doors opened, since we'd made so much noise, laughing and scaring the rest of the people. I always seem to end up with the rowdiest people in places.

Going home, where Tess points and goes to the cabdriver, "Stop at that hangover." Total silence. "Oh i mean that OVERHANG!" Lol So Rebecca was stunned, i thought it prob was an American term for overhang and the cab uncle didnt understand english anyway. We were SHOUTING "Left" to him the entire time and he kept going straight.


I hate that i get redder than a bloody bloody mary whenever i drink. BAH! The dreaded "Asian curse" acting up more than ever in me. Though i get red as heck when i play games too. Badminton today turned me into the red lobster personified.

Sod. 12 more days to my departure. I dont want my summer hols to endddddddddd!!!