Uuuuyeaa....

Uuuuyeaa....

Yesterday was so much fun. Had to go for CIP and I must say I'm not much of a social worker type of person. I mean, I hate doing community stuffs. And I can't really do anything about it, cos it's just me. So anyways, we went to Sun Love Abode, the psychiatric home. Going there took forever, and I felt like I was going back to kampung. It was in the middle of nowhere... and that's probably cos the site used to be that of a chicken farm. So anyways, we had an orientation first, and the place smelt of wet wood, or something like that, which I can't really comprehend, but that's all good, cos I don't really give two hoots and it wasn't really such an offensive smell. So the guy in-charge of the whole place was like telling us things related to mental illness and stuff, like I don't know; I'm a pyscho myself. So yea he was droning on and on but it's ok I guess cos I enjoy listening to anything bordering towards abnormality cos it's fun and it cracks butterflies in my stomach. Uuuh yeaah. So after that we carried chairs to the "hall"(the guy had the cheek to call it a hall when all it was was an open place, as big as a badminton court). And it was freaking hot I tell ya. But it's ok, not like it matters. So we played games. Oh yea, he first introduced us to this lady who has an O'Level cert and used to a be a secretary before she had a breakdown. So, oh well. It could be due to all the pressure she faced at work. So... after that the guy selected some patients, of about probably 50 to 60 for us. And there was this one nyonya or sth, who went straight to me with a huge grin on her face and asked me how was I doing that day. So I was all nicey and said I was feeling fine. Fuck it, I am a nice person. So.... I chatted with her for a bit. She turned out to be very shy. And I mean, VERY shy... and she digs playing hi-5 with Azmi. And I can't remember her name, so ok, screw that. Anyways... there was this one patient who probably sees herself as a disco queen. It was bit scary but hilarious too. I mean, she was doing the whole Kylie Minogue thing... to an ah pek, who obviously had no reaction to it cos he is a mental patient himself. So, then she started grooving the thang at Ivarn, haha, which was funny. It was like jiggy to it y'all, kinda thing. And after everything she even asked for a kiss from Ivarn, and Joshua too. Which was freaky, despite it being funny. And... she asked Bryan to sit beside her and stuff. Oh yea, her cheerings sounds like wailings to me, so I often taught that someone was crying whenever she cheered. I'll be like, "who the fuck was that?" And someone will be like, "no, one of them is just cheering." So, anyways her name is Chelita... and she digs singing and dancing and performing, not forgetting stealing everyone's limelight by singing with them when they are performing and obviously outshining them. Haha. And yea, Ivarn did a forfeit for Passing Parcel and he did some dance, which I shall no comment on. It was... ok never mind. So, all in all, the CIP thing was quite fun, and I was glad I didn't have to go to some aged homes, where most of the ppl in there are battling with death and senile, and that I don't have to go round changing pampers or stuff. Or clean the places. Cos I don't even clean my own fucking room. So... yea. The trip was ok, but the journey back to school, was still a pain in the ass. Especially if you're fighting with your own fucking bladder. Oh yeah, I had two aunties(one of them was the ex-secretary) who were both dedicating a song to me at the same time. Both were like staring at me while singing, but the other one had a huge grin on her face, which makes me feel obligated to grin back too. And my mouth was all stiff I tell ya. So, I was a bit torn apart on choosing who I would pay attention to, so my eyeball had to do an exercise of shifting my attention back and forth between the two ladies. I was not so flattered, but still, heartwarming. And they were both singing in Chinese, so I had no idea what the song was about. Probably some love songs. See, even mentally ill people are proclaiming their love for me. How nice.

So after all that, I met up with the twins at Clementi, and I was glad I did, cos the real smashing time for yesterday started right when I met the twins. We went to Far East, then deciding that since the people we're meeting are on their way to Far East, and that we had some time to spare, to go to Shaw House... then... after the pain of having to go down the escalator by foot, cos the damn thing wasn't working... the people called us and said that they are reaching soon. And we were like mmkay, so we had to walk all the way back to Far East, when actually we were thinking of eating at Shaw House first before meeting them(cos we thought that they were gonna take ages to reach town from MacPherson). So we went back to Far East, headed straight to Puncak and ate first without the rest. And I guess BangShad didn't eat. So yea... then they came over, namely, Azman, Ika, Firah, Shaiful and Juju. So yea... then Shaiful left... and Juju and Zamas were contemplating on whether to go for a second round of meal at the stall just next door. But then they decided not to. So after that we sat outside McDonalds for some time, and took some pictures of us sulking cos it was so fucking hot, and of the twins deep in horny thoughts. Tee hee, ok just thoughts. So then we walked all the way to Lido, when Ika left us. And yea, she met some Indo bapoks! Hahaha... and felt compelled to confide in me. Hahahaa.... I hope they haunt your dreams last night Kaka! So yea, we decided to catch a movie, but Juju left us too cos she was tired, sleepy and a little hungry. So yea... we decided to watch Taking Lives - 5.30 slot. So we had around one hour fifteen minutes to spare, so we hanged out at Mc Cafe. And took dumb pictures which can be submitted to Teenage Magazines. And that's also when we snapped the picture of Shad being abang-abang. Haha, that was hilarious. And a picture of a Manggama entertaining her blues instrumental jiwang habis. Nearly snapped a pic of the cleavage of a fat Chinese girl, but then her guy came over, so we decided not to land ourselves in hot soup. And her cleavage was also gone by that time cos she was no longer leaning forward on the table. After then, we were just in time for the movie. And I give it a 7/10 rating. We were shhh-ed in the cinema, and Firah actually commented on how Angelina Jolie's pregnant stomach looked like Cikgu Rasiah's. And goddammit, the comment was loud. Hahaha... So all in all, the movie was ok. Then we headed to Paragon, took some more cool pics, and of course after the Teenage Magazine concept, we had another one coming up, which was Stealing a Dustbin. And the model, is again, me. Haha, but this concept it hilarious I tell ya. And Firah is now the chief photographer/cameraman for our Belo Clan. Due to her precision for angles and stuff, she has been promoted. Then we headed to Heerens and sat outside HMV before deciding to go home. In conclusion, yesterday was smashing.

And we, the Belos are gonna start a photoblog soon. Haha. Yeahhhhh... We rock.

Oh yeah, Camile is out. Not surprising and quite deserving. Used to be one of my faves, but well she was given chances after chances, but still didn't show an improvement. She has no one to blame but herself, then. Too bad Camile, now I'm rooting for Jennifer! Yeah. And I hate John Stevens. I mean, you're just the next Camile. And Jon too. Both of you were given umpteenth chances, but still sound the same every single week. I don't see the both of you fucking growing in the competition, and to think that both of you are still in there just cos of little girls' supports makes me ill.