You know the world can see us

GOODDAY MATE!!!!! Just came home from a short vacay and feeling 'ship lagged' (terminology stolen from Carissa). The cruise was fun and exciting and really something different, but it wasn't relaxing at all. Initially, I imagined myself lying on the deck, doing nothing all day long and let the light, soft sea breeze become my lullaby, but no. They had damn lots of stuff planned for us (ie. shows, kids games etc) and I couldn't really sleep on the deck during daytime cuz the sun was eating me inside out and when I did it at night, the sea breeze was so harsh and strong and freezing cold and left my hair all entangled... Haha it wasn't that bad, at all. It felt kind of awesome, at the time, and now. They had the funniest shows, the awesomest band and the hottest singers and an amazing blonde Nickelodeon guy hahahahha!!!

I'm still processing the photos right now but here's a little some some to make this post less boring...

Been trying out Picasa, but I think the photo quality of the filters suck like hell...

And now I have no idea how I'm gonna do the editing part...

Honestly, being on the cruise was really awesome. I had no phone connection or internet for 4 whole days and most of the time I'm just floating in the middle of some ocean with no other ships. It was like a huge break from the world and it felt really good. I mean, it's good to get wi fi again, but it was nice having the entire world blocked out by the ocean. Nobody knew me (except for Carissa and family) and nobody gave two craps about what I do. 

But of course there are down sides too XP My skin is like Idk-how-many shades darker and I swear my pants grew tighter. I don't get how the caucasians do it but while they were searching for the sunniest spots at the beach, I was fighting for umbrellas with somebody else. And they still turn out all fair, maybe a little red, but that wears off in like a few days, when I, on the other hand, becomes all grilled-like... -.-

SO NOT FAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay enough of that.

I guess Im going to upload the photos (only the nice ones) few by few over the week cuz I'm just too lazy to edit everything and wait. 

Awwww I miss my ship so much!!! I miss running around like mad searching for my cabin, racing up the stairs to the pool deck, waking up early to watch the sunrise that was ruined by a bunch of clouds, overeating cuz we had free flow of food around the clock, watching lame shows and laughing my ass out, spying on super hot workers, going to bed really late and wake up early and go to the pool deck and have breakfast in the restaurant and go back to sleep again... I miss it all. 

Being at home is just so strange suddenly...

From earth to bunny heaven

Dear baby Looney,

I thought I'll have at least 5 more years with you hopping around in the garden, bugging everyone for your apple treat every morning as we have breakfast outside, dashing out from the spider lily bushes whenever someone walks out the side door. Whenever I think about the near future, you've always been in the picture.

I can't say that the way you've left is entirely cruel or absurd, at least it's not cruel to me. I wasn't there, I was more than 200km away from you when you breathed your last breath. But I guess I wouldn't want to have it another way. Till now, I've refused to watch the CCTV footage on 13th December 2012, 9.00pm, or be nearer than 3 feet radius from your so-called grave. Knowing about your death broke my heart, but seeing you fall into your death trap, seeing you dead, would've been too hard for me to get through. So hard that I'll probably swear that I won't keep another mammal pet ever again. I feel bad, for not wanting to bear the thought of burying you, so see you deep asleep, your soul in a faraway land. I feel really irresponsible for that, but you know, till today, I still haven't got the courage to picture you dead. In my head, the only thought I approve of is 'Looney's not here anymore', I'd try to get distracted whenever I start to think about any image of you lying motionless on the ground. I just can't.

Everyone misses you a lot. Even daddy, who couldn't bring himself you call you by your name when you first came home. You've gone a long way, into becoming a huge part of the family. Coming back home, or going to take a breath outside, or eating in the garden just isn't same now. There's no more fluff ball sitting by my feet, twitching his ears as we talk and laugh, no more scratching my legs with your harmless paws when nobody is paying attention to you. It's like there's this huge, black, hole that has come to replace you and I have no idea when it will go away.

I hate eating breakfast in the garden now, or taking in the laundry, or dumping worn clothes into the washing machine, because all of these remind me so much of you. "But he's just a rabbit," I've told myself, but you were so warm and soft and fluffy. I miss you sitting by the door in the morning before I go to school, silently saying hello. I miss you lying flat on your stomach with your chin supported by the ground, looking into the house, as if you want to come in too. I miss you hopping onto your chair, wanting to be a part of us.

I know, you're born to be a prey, helpless and quiet, but if I'll have to rate your life, it would've been a straight 10. You're always happy and active, people love you like you're some god of cuteness, you eat straight from the trees, you get hugs for just stretching or yawning. I really hope that you liked being here with us too. 

2 years was way to short, and I'd do anything to bring you back, but you know I can't. 

Your maroon eyes will always shine, like millions of stars in the night sky. These memories will remain with me forever, a bunny friend that was so awesome you can't ever find something like him.

Me.

<3

Every sky was your own kind of blue

I was in Subang for the past four days, going around the place, reminiscing the memories of those good old days. I miss Subang like shit right now. I've only been home for like 5 hours and I'm already bored, thinking of my next trip down south. Honestly, Subang's changed, a lot, since I left, not the good way heh... There are way to many cars now and they're building the LRT thing, hence, 3-lane roads become 2-lane roads. And you can imagine what it's like during rushhour. It used to be much more peaceful. I mean, I don't remember checking the traffic before going out last time. But overall, Subang is still beautiful. Okay, Ipoh is greener and the houses are much bigger and all, and Subang is just terrace houses surrounded by fences... But whatever.

On Thursday, we went straight to KL to my college to get the payment done, then to Ikea for lunch. Did a little domestic shopping there and walked to Ikano. I managed to have the meatballs I've been craving for since I don't know when. But gosh, that place was so so so crowded both lines were long like dfnouihwoifugh... And it was Thursday for goodness sake. We used to go on Saturdays or Sundays, never saw the lines that long before. They seriously need to expand the cafeteria d. Then we went back to my cousins' house and had dinner in SS18, behind our old house.

Yesterday, Saturday, we had breakfast in SS14, then went down town to KL city. KLCC first for the edu fair, then walked to Pavilion for lunch, then to Lot 10 to visit H&M which was filled with people, that it killed every drop of my shopping mood, then back to Pavilion again, and back to my cousins' house, and to SS15 for dinner. So proud that I didn't buy anything haha!!!!! And I just learned that there's this new and awesomer version of Chatime called Ochado. Try it!

So, you should realize, that I missed out Friday, cuz it's gonna be a longer paragraph(s). Friday was so amazing I'm gonna quote KS.

"I miss Friday. I was soo happy that day, didn't want it to end..."

-Dodobird Kah Shen via Whatsapp

14th December 2012, I had RT Pastry's green tea swiss roll (MEMORIESSS!!!!!!) for breakfast, and went to Sunway Pyramid at 9.30am. Was suppose to meet Dodo Tian How at 10 but his KTM got stuck somewhere in the middle. That guy damn semangat one la. 2 KTMs and a bus all the way from Kajang like WOW. So I wondered around, ate whatever that means something to me, watched my siblings ice skate and observed someone making cotton candy till the basket arrived at around 10.30. Then we walked and walked and talked, until we covered almost the entire mall, queued up at McD for awhile then decided that we didn't felt like having McD, and finally sat down in Papa Rich for drinks. Then talked and talked and talked, until it was 12, when KS was suppose to leave Help and drive Siobhan to SP, then got a call from Sio saying that he'd be late. So basket and I paid and flew to the cinema for a movie. The line was pretty long, and there's only ONE show that fits the timing, but it had a [B] beside it's title, so we wanted to know what it means and if we could watch it. After like Idk how long, we got to the counter and apparently, [B] means the couch thing which costs 44 bucks, so we just left. I think people were laughing behind us but whatever, we had plenty of time.

We continued to walk and walk and walk to the book store and then Harvey Norman above it. Toyed with some gadgets until the security guard couldn't stop staring and hallelujah, Sio called telling us they're coming for us. So, the gathering started with some awesome hugs and teases, then we walked and walked and walked, until someone suggested that we're hungry. LOL! So somehow we ended up in Subway, had Friday's subs, I stole a cup of coke, and we continued walking and walking and walking, figuring out what we want to do. 

We were suppose to go ice skating but apart from Sio, the international figure skater, we were too chicken to get out pants wet and stuff... So we walk and walk and walk, went into Daiso and some gift shop and Watson, goofed around till my stomach hurts from laughing, then went food shopping in Giant. At some point, we went to check out the Laser Tag rate, then thought it was too expensive, then walked away. At another point, we decided to play Foosball and pool, but somehow ended up going into the Japanese photobooth thing, I forgot what it's called d, and took this:

It was damn funny cuz we paid KS and made him go buy the tokens. Sio: They won't ask you which machine you're using, don't worry. And they did. So he came back red-faced and looking like -.-, cuz the machine was really girlish and covered with glitter and Japanese girls hahaa!!! And we didn't know how to use the machine cuz it was in Japanese... Lol. These photos are totally <333 I'll carry them to my grave!!!

Then we went to play some ball game. It was really violent, we had to throw the balls at babies and bats and aeroplanes and flies... Until my arm hurts till now. We played basketball, and with 4 pair of hands, we couldn't break the record of one, lone, man. Wow we suck. And no, we didn't play Foosball or pool at all...

Then we continued to walk and walk and walk, then it was dinner time. We had a really hard time deciding, until we had to lat-ta-li-lat and one-two-jus. I was the fastfood card and I won, but we didn't eat fastfood. -.- Somehow, we ended up in BBQ Plaza, and had the best dinner of my life so far. It was so fun I don't know where to start. We ended up making soup. Random.

And I think that was it. KS fetched Sio and I back, basket awkwardly went to his parents in Esquire Kitchen. 

Friday was so so so fun. We basically did nothing. But it was really really fun. Like family (quoting KS again). And I don't know why, jokes kept popping out of nowhere till we're all left laughing like mad people in the middle of no where. 

The pictures are in KS' canggih S3, and I had them bluetoothed to my phone:

Like family :')

We had breakfast at a hawker stall in SS18 this morning and drove back. And here I am, typing away while Whatsapping and watching HIMYM. Go multitasking! 

Like diamonds in the sky

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!!!

He's 45, a huge part of my life, my happiness, the reason for my existence, the life I'm living right here right now...

If I were to make a thank-you list, the list would go on forever and ever.

He's strict, cool daddy when he's at work, he's sensible, smart daddy when we're talking, he's funky, lame, funny, awesome daddy when he's stress-free and when we cramp on his bed at night talking nonsense...

About 17 years ago, baby me and 28 years old dad.

He hasn't changed. At all. LOL.

No kidding, if it weren't for the colour of this photo and me being a baby, people would probably assume this was taken not too long ago.

And wasn't me the cutest little thing!!!!

Hahahahha!!!!

Anyways, happy birthday, and you know I love you =)

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It's almost midnight and I'm laughing to Barney Stinson's jokes...

Oh and I'm finally going for that stupid 6-hour undang lecture tomorrow. Like finally. I was really reluctant to start the driving shit all because of this lecture. I'll die there. I don't even want to think about how it's going to be and all cuz everyone's been telling me how disgustingly boring it is. Apparently they didn't used to have this shit back then, during my parents' time, and I don't know who the hell so smart go start this... Curse him/her/it. 

Laters, baby

No the title has nothing to do with the blogpost.

Reason Im blogging is that Im waiting for my nails to dry and typing on my phone is the only activity I can think of, other than watching telly, that doesn't require me to disturb my nails. Seriously!! Try typing on your phone, nothing ever comes into contact with your nails XD

So, it's Friday, 4th post spm day and frankly, my life is pretty monotonous right now. Woke up at 10 this morning and wondered around the garden and toyed either Looney till he was really frustrated and hopped away. Thank goodness Im leaving for Penang tomorrow. Gonna crash every mall available. Buy, eat, movie, window shop or whatever I don't even care. Just need some adventure...

Im just waiting for time to pass these days, till vacay, till 2013, till college. Bamm my life purpose.

Okay Im hungry. Gonna go hunt for food. Buh bye!!! ;)

But who could bear to know which stars were already dead

When we were five, they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up. Our answers were things like astronaut, president, or in my case… princess.

When we were ten, they asked again and we answered - rock star, cowboy, or in my case, gold medalist. But now that we've grown up, they want a serious answer. Well, how 'bout this: who the hell knows?!

This isn't the time to make hard and fast decisions, its time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere chill. Fall in love - a lot. Major in philosophy 'cause there's no way to make a career out of that. Change your mind. Then change it again, because nothing is permanent.

So make as many mistakes as you can. That way, someday, when they ask again what we want to be… we won't have to guess. We'll know.

Goodday mate!

Happy Tuesday, happy post-SPM, happy one-step-closer-to-the-future.

It's a day after the long SPM. I expected fireworks to be going off everywhere and that life will be totally transformed into something of another level but no... It's still same-old same-old. The only significant difference is that I could afford to think 'what am I gonna do after this', when before yesterday, the answer was clear. Studying. But now, my table(s) is(are) empty once again, and well, there's no reason to be productive anymore. It just feels like I have all the time in the universe. No more deadlines, no more feeling guilty for having too much fun, no more being responsible to the cert I'm gonna get next March. 

Frankly, I don't give a shit about next March at all right now. Sure sure, I want all 10As but right now, I just don't want to think about it. It's way to far in the distant. And I'm really really sick feeling worried about that piece of stupid paper that will probably have no effect on my life at all. 

The truth is, I guess being free from all the torturous mugging has had me wiped out. Like seriously. I don't wanna think about anything. I just want everyday to pass, happily and well, till it's time to leave for vacay and than college.  

So this morning, I reached an epiphany. We're 21 days away from Christmas and 26 days away from 2013. 

*Blogger fucking deleted the rest of this blog post idk why wtf*
So I'm just gonna try to re-duplicate whatever I typed the first time.

Thinking back on 2012, I didn't really accomplish much. Apart from failing 2 music exams. My mom would probably strangle me if she sees me making a joke out of this, but it is. A really good joke. I mean, how does one fail two music exams in one go. It's either I really sucked or the examiner really hated me. I'd go with the first option cuz then it means I don't need plastic surgery.

In the mean time, I'm gonna spend more time thinking bout my goals for next year. Nail A Levels and... Idk... Finally know what I wanna be in the future? And my life purpose? But I think I have none. I'm a free man (woman? girl? wtf)...

So buckle up, people, and brace yourself for a new year is coming soon.
:)

seven hundred and thirty-one

2 years, 731 days...

Since my plane landed in Narita Airport, Japan.

731 (732) days, since I met people that had changed my life forever.

I MISS JAPAN SO SO MUCH I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO START.

That place was magical.

Those people that went there with me were magical, those people I met there were magical, that little square townhouse was magical, that bath tub was magical, those kids there were magical, those golden trees along the roads were magical, the green garbage trucks with Hello Kitty's head were magical, Tokyo Disneyland was Magical with a capital M, that haunted hotel beside Narita Airport was magical, those cup noodles that made us so sick was magical, that flight back that was 80% going through turbulence was magical...

I can write a freaking book about this.

I just wanna express how much I want to go back to Oyama again.

I'd give up shopping in Tokyo or skiing in Hokkaido for Oyama.

I'm really really sure about this.

forever.

OH HELLO!

I'm running out of new pictures so I figured Imma use some old ones. They are sort of my feelings right now. I feel glamorous and happy and awesome and conscious and everything good.

Reasons should not be mentioned before a mob of angry people come and hunt me down.

So lads and gents, here're some pictures taken in Straits Quay, Penang about a year ago or so.

OOOOKAAYYYY So... I'm watching HIMYM right now, and laughing my head off. Goodbye.

For things come and go

Like rainbows and its pot of gold.

HEY!!!!! There's still 10% of SPM left but I'm chilling anyway. SPM was okay I guess, I try really hard not to think about it since it's over and done with. Except for Chinese, of course. So I'll just think about that all week. I'm just happy that it's all ending. Everything. Everything that has got to do with waking up at 6.30 am, school uniforms and homework mayhems.

I haven't talked about graduating and having my high school secondary school (keeping it local!) life come to an end.  Oh no, it's already over. I mean, people say that high school is the toughest and most stressful phase in life, so full of drama and tears, and it really is. 

HAHA WHO AM I KIDDING HIGH SCHOOL WAS SO EASY.

Seriously. I don't get what's all the fuss about. Maybe my life is too unhappening or whatever, but toughest and stressful? I think working and having responsibility is wayyyyy harder than studying when exam's near. Yeah that's what school is all about isn't it? Five years, and you have only 10 days, 16 papers, idk-how-many-lame-hours to prove your ability to apply whatever you've learnt in FIVE years. That's insane. 

Sure, there are ups and downs, smiles and tears, dramas and comedies. You meet people who once-and-for-all change who you are, you fall and you get up. I guess the most important part is learning how to deal with stuff and people. Annoying people and demanding teachers. You learn how to handle stuff you weren't born to be able to. 

It shapes you, your core, into the person you are to be in a few years time, when you really need to know yourself and know what you want and need. Right now, all I know is that I need to go for college and get a hell of a result and... Blank. The future is hard. Really hard. And I have no idea where I'm heading.

Gah forget about the deep thoughts. Lol I'm currently tearing out blank pages from my exercise books, mainly to make place in my rack and to actually feel like school's dead and gone and never coming back.

I have like a mountain sized pile of papers and pass years and whatever exercises on my table and I don't know what to do with them. Too laze to carry it to the recycle box. 

Gonna follow my parents for some weird wine tasting thing in club. Weird.

The Rime of an SPM Candidate

Chemistry, chemistry everywhere,
Sulphuric acid in burette;
Chemistry, chemistry everywhere,
For I hath wept in despair.

I hear the preacher said speak now

Or forever hold your peace.

So, hello people!!! It struck me, suddenly, this morning, that I actually own a blog that's practically half dead now. And I saw a blinding flash of light from the far end of the mountain, then I heard a loud, deep voice asking me to resuscitate my dying blog.

Alright, I'll cut the crap.

But to be honest, all you'll be getting is crap in this post cuz my mind kind of refuses to think too much for the past three days. I haven't really been studying. According to my so-called plan, I was suppose to finish reading bio. Tomorrow, Im suppose to do all the past years and trial papers I can find. But oh well... So basically, I haven't done anything progressive since my math papers and I don't think there will be much improvement tomorrow.

I should just go sign up for lame, lazy, unimportant jobs like doing online reviews for some sick music or romantic novel or just go play contemporary in some restaurant or go walk dogs or be some kids-camp helper. Yeah maybe I should go work in a kindergarten after SpM.

Speaking of which, I have no significant feelings towards SPM. I just want it to be over irregardless of my less-than-half-ready status right now. If it hadn't been for our multiracial thing, SPM will end a freaking week earlier. Meaning, in another 2 weeks, not 3, which, will make super noticeable difference. ie. people would be happier and revert to their usual lifestyle (not that mine really changed a lot).

I still have no solid idea of what Im gonna do after SPM. I mean like right after SPM. I have the usual holiday plans like Penang and KL and our annual vacay, but other than that... Blanko. I was actually thinking bout going to work with people. Try seeing what other professions do. In my list, dentist, vet and lawyer. Im still not slashing anything from ny potential career lost because Im kia su like that. Lol. I just think it's wrong to judge and kick choices out without really knowing the real deal ahead. So... Yeah...

Gah I think I'll just stop typing now. Eye lids ain't gonna support themselves anymore.

Ps: I've been sleeping like nobody's business these days. Crap.

Autumn ends and winter follows

The leaves fall and then comes the snow

Its been a long time, since I really really think about my past, and despite all the tears and sadness, there's still a huge tinge of sweetness

The lessons I've learnt over the years.

I used to look at wealth and accomplishment like they are basic necessity in life, but then I realised that its just a stupid rule humans gave themselves. Its dumb. I mean, you can't really live for 80 years just for the wealth and fortune. There must be something more valuable than that. Valuable. Not expensive. What's the point of earning and using so much when everything will become nothing but dust when we leave?

Mom told me this afternoon that there's this plastic surgeon who died of lung cancer at age 40+. He was filthy rich, and he once said that true happiness is driving his Ferarri to visit his friends during CNY. I think that's just sad, if that's the maximum happiness he ever felt.

You drive a sports car, and then what? People go WOW and OMG and AHHH and then what? Half of them become green-eyed monsters and the other half wonder what you did in your previous life, and then what? Its just hollow jealousy, and touch consider that true happiness.

There's nothing wrong with wanting to be rich. I want that too. But when you put wealth on the top of your importance pyramid, its dangerous, cuz you'll forget how to live, how to love and how to be loved. And without living, loving and getting loved, its not real happiness you're getting. Its just a temporary feeling that you're above everyone. That's just wanting everyone to look at you and want what you have. That's just selfish.

I didn't understand that a few years ago. Looking back, I realise how shallow I was, like I felt I was cool to have huge dreams when I was actually really dumb.

Frankly, I've learnt all these because of someone. Im not gonna mention names but I owe him tons . All this while, through ups and downs, he'll always be there to make fun of me and make sure my sadness transform into annoyance or rage. You're awesome like that and thank you, so much for being such a great person.

I never knew such simple things could bring so much happiness and joy. I never knew such pure feelings of gratitude and love existed. I've told you those three words plenty of times, but I know you were probably to oblivious to know that I meant every one of them.

Forever going with the flow

But you're friction...

I just read a really really hopeless romance novel last night. In like 2 hours, cuz it was so damn hopeless. I cried like nobody's business, laughed like my sister wasn't sleeping in the same room and cursed as if I was living that story. Then this morning, when I woke up, I still had it stuck in my head. I didn't know why, but I sorta figured out when I was brushing my teeth (*blushes), that I could really relate, personally, to the story.

The story is mainly about a girl, who fell for this boy, but didn't dare to believe in what she felt. She had been hurt and used, hence she lost trust in humanity, refusing to let anyone step into her heart, or let anyone take control of her life. 

I mean, I ain't have no boy right now, but I can relate her to the other parts of my life. The too scared to be committed part, cuz people change, too much. And after a few times of ups and downs, I've decided to stop being the nice sensitive one, and be nice to myself, always putting myself on the top of the pyramid. I'm too fed up of hoping and expecting, and getting nothing but disappointment afterwards. It sucks, a lot, to daydream one second, smiling and making silent plans, and the next, having to erase everything because of somebody or a situation that popped up. I prefer to rely on myself, just myself, cuz then I'd know what to expect and what to not expect according to my ability. At least I have control of my feelings. 

And no, Im not a control-freak. It's not hatred or rage or anything at all, just a little rule I've set for myself since... I don't know when. So yeah, a little piece of what I really think.

Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you

I would be lying if I said I hadn't neglect my hamsters, but I still love them, even when they were sick and ugly...

You've probably guessed this, but all three of my hamsters were found dead in their cages just half and hour ago. The COD is still unknown, but since all of them died together, our hypothesis is poison, virus or... starvation. The last time I replenished their foodbowls was last weekend. Yeah, about 9 days ago. I know you're thinking that it's 100% starvation now, but trust me, I normally fill their bowls once a week. Just 2 days of delay, I don't believe that they'll starve to death in just 2 days. Hamsters are awesome in storing food, 2 days is nothing to them. But as guilty as I'm feeling now, I really wish it was starvation, then it means that Looney is not in any danger. I'm dead worried about him now...

So, RIP to those 3 little boys, they're probably in heaven by now. They were the cutest hamsters I've ever seen or owned, NONE of them ever bit me, although their mother was fierce like hell. They were so human-friendly they could fall asleep on my palm. 

So here's a photo tribute to them.

All pictures are taken on this year's mooncake festival.

To the moon and back.

<3

Turn on the Love

I used to hate PJ lessons. No, I still hate them now. But again, not liking something and being told you'll never have the chance to do it again is two totally different situations. In this case, it's bittersweet. Sweet in the sense that I'll never need to feel sticky and smelly for about 5 periods of school before I can go jump into my shower, bitter in the sense that... Everything with a 'last' in front of it is usually bitter. Then you think about the amount of fun you had, the laughters you shared, it's never going to happen again. It's almost like burying someone or something, knowing that I'll be gone forever.

This, is my PJ teacher for this year.

The awesomest PJ teacher I (or we?) ever had.

She asks for a lot, but I guess she's the only teacher that will bother to take the trouble to bring us jog around  the school neighbourhood, and let us dig holes and build fires.

Some people just enjoy running, don't they?

;P

She looks like Barbie =)

C: You screw with me I'll knock you cold with the shovel.

-.-

It's NOT our fault that the tent looked like some old fashioned TV okay.

The skeleton was all screwed like oghofithweiof.

To make it stand, you'd need a wand.

Normal tents.

But we're not cavegirls right? 

We don't need to succeed in building tents, except for C.

YUMMMM!!!!!

Dammit I'm hungry again.

Next step: Press the crackers together.

And POOOFFFFF

Cook, food, COOK!!!

Honestly, this didn't work cuz the carbon kept sticking to the surface of the food and the fishballs came out grey in colour.

But we did some troubleshooting by wrapping the food in foils before throwing them into the hole.

Yes yes the fire's big enough now quick press capture

She was first to cross the checkered flag, so hence, champagne shower.

You keep me from cooking these crab sticks, I'll poke you dead with these daggers.

Carmen with marsh-sticks.

Fluffy and soft and sweet.

Marshmallows are the substitution of love when you're alone, the icing topping when you feel loved and happy and everything nice.

The headmaster came poking around for food.

Everybody, stop and stare!

Oh no picnic mat? No biggie.

C and I innovating with nature.

She's like the most camera-shy person I've ever seen XD

Nobody cared that the ground was wet, or it was hot, or the smoke smelled like burnt turkey.

Cuz there was a big shady tree and a group of awesome people.

...

Corn?

HJ trying to be more attractive than the corn.

Obviously, she failed.

Trying to do the sparkle thing...

Failed...

Slightly better?

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The face of people eating a marshmallows roasted to perfection.

That pair of shoes sitting in a pile of leaves 

At the corner of the field

Torn and worn

Never to be loved again

LOL

Too excited to eat. Screw putting down the tongs.

Trying to act all pretty-girl-waiting-for-her-prince-in-a-abandoned-park.

NAH YOUR PROFILE PICCHA AHH

Naw, it looks better without the girl.

Peace.

Can't see Pn Chong's face!!! 

Okay we suck at jumping shots XP

So candid!!!

I see the future ;) 

Kept smiling at this picture. Can't help it.

This too =D

Legs all itching from the grass...

AAAA

EEEE

IIII

OOOO

U (Hui Yi smiling) UU

Sparkling juice advertorial #1

Sparkling juice advertorial #2

Sparkling juice advertorial #3

That rock HJ is sitting on, it's like it's specially carved for the human butt.

Seriously, it fits perfectly.

Bruce Lee BISHHHAAABOOOMMM

Le MX trying to defend.

I still win =)

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PREPARE FOR AWESOMENESS OVERLOAD:::

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Really, we should submit this to some world peace organisation and maybe they'll print this into a banner or something.

I have no idea why we can be so random sometimes...

Hold on to me, just a few more steps, and we shall be saved!!!

I can show you the world, shinning shimmering splendid...

Le me trying to camwhore with the giant cam...

Getting slightly better.

Her skin is flawlesssss!!!!!

Lol.

What?

Le Chew Chew our maths and add maths teacher.

Like a boss memang.

HEHEHEHEHEHE!!!!!!!

*Insert evil smirk*

5 (awesome) S 7

HJ with the Chinese teacher.

*sobs sobs*

:'(

HY shall be deeply missed.

Ze camera-shy class teacher =D

Yeah, so that's it. It's really hard, when it comes to choosing which picture to upload and which to not upload cuz there're just too many awesome candids in the memory card like @)&!*@$*()-!!! 

Back to the study world. 

Peace out.