These past two days have been scrapbook/certificates+ceremony/blog worthy..cause it all about my first times.

Say, for example..I highlighted my locks!! Don't know what the colour is called, but I've decided to call it kopi-o+mocha, cause my base is just my normal black ones and the highlights are sort of richy brownish type? Wanted to dye my entire head a deep warm chocolate, but decided to just take things slowly..

And and..it took me the entire afternoon! I started at 12.30pm and ended around 4pm! By the time I reached home, it was time for 100% entertainment. Very glad Mr Pig appeared today!! Whenever he appears, hilarity strikes and I won't stop guffawing for like the next 2 days. Joelle, you do a pretty neat impression of him!! I won't ever forget the time you acted as him for our 'THE ONE' play at camp!

So anyways, this is me with all the alumnium foils and stuff..looking way too grumpy. I looked so mad, as if I could kill..plus all that crazy hair..I sort of look stone-age kinda barbaric, except in those ages..there wouldn't be such alien looking machines.



My head machiam like some roaster, carefully holding a dozen of deliciously marinated stingrays tucked in at strategic spots to get the best possible flavours. (I have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm just blabbing my way through)

My hairstylist, Sky, stands behind me..haha..I love how he makes me love my hair everytime I visit him/get my haircut..cause it always feel so uber soft and luscious after every session.

Yesterday was day out with my ducklings (the name will stay forever because I'm your mama duck girls!!), back to XMS to see Joanne-no-nee as a much beloved music teacher and Jesslyn as the newpaper-but in-the-end-the-rest-of-us-did-her-job-cause-she-was-too-nervous-then-jumping-with-joy-for-shiling(her sis who got 7)-then-disappeared distributor. I have no idea why they get free copies of these 'O' level edition newpaper. I mean, most of them don't even want it..Oh well, too much cash I guess. Or their way of publicity? (I don't like newpaper..bleah.)

Watching all the drama in the hall, I felt the exact sensation at the pit of my tummy 2 years ago. Honestly, goosebumps were creeping up my wrists to the back of my neck!

Then we headed back to Jess' with bubble tea at hand. I had this sudden craving for bubble tea and it's the weirdest thing, because I quite dislike it. I ordered lychee milk tea which sucked so bad..I have no words to describe it. It was like..I don't know, just disgusted the hell out of me. I'm so over this craving.ha!

At Jess' we tasted her mom's pineapple tarts. They were Sudap!! We could smell it from behind closed doors okay! I shall order some from her when she retires and sells tarts for extra income (in auntie's own words).


They were all sitting in the same position and I couldn't resist it.


Then we took another..


I don't know how to make this portrait man..like it's portrait in my mackie..but not here..

We had a fulfiling dinner at 'Ajisen Ramen' and went off to the lib to borrow some books. I miss reading so! Hence, I'm making full use of this period to catch up. Imagine not being able to read proper fictional stuff for 2 whole years!

At the lib, we came across this uncle who chided us,"You all shouldn't be doing this you know!"

My first instincts were..what? Shouldn't be doing what? Wearing denim skirts? Carrying all my stuff in my handy-dandy Lime pouch? What did we do wrong?

"Talking so loudly in the library! This is the LIBRARY OKAY! Observe silence!" He then goes off to mutter to himself, probably about how unruly and uncivilised we are..Hello, who is the one raising their voice, may I ask very politely and silently..And we were close to whispering la..Not even as loud as him. Why do these kind of uncle always chide me??! First is the stupid MRT thing, then this.Do I look like a bad girl?

And I'm so bothered because they think they are so morally upright and any youth they spot, the only impression that flash across their 5mm wide brain is TROUBLEMAKERS!

Blah..to each their own..

My first cheque deposit!


Being me, as in deb ng, as anyone would know..I didn't even know that all I need to do is just drop the cheque into this box..I thought it was some lenghty process which only my mighty mommy can complete. So qin, being the ang weiqin that she is, grabbed my cheque (from EAGLES) and wrote all the info down behind it (she can even memorise my account no! cool or not?) and handed it back to me, proudly saying, "like that can already la!Tsk!"

I'm hopeless like that.

Last wed's ladies night at M.O.S. was the SHAT! It sucked so bad...the music and everything, there's no point describing it. We did take loads of pics though. Okay, there's going to be some misconception that I'm this closet clubber. I'm just going to say..yes and no. Because I'm officially sick of it! So there!!

Pictures!


Mrt ride..

At 'Gotham' where they cheated us..because the male *dancers were on vacay!!Bah..




This, world, is my hubby..who is actually my cousin, really. Tsk, what were you people thinking?!

'Gotham' did have A plus point, the toilet. So Zen-like with all that pebbles and bamboo. Lovely! And then of course we had to take some shots..






We got bored and found a quiet spot to take more pictures..











Goodness, I looked like a goon. We all did!

Back to M.O.S. I'm so sick of the place..Zenny, next time let's just chill at Harry's.

















Tata~