Oriental Eye Exam ROFL
March 22nd, 2008 jmeei
BIG HINT: If you can’t make anything out, try reading it again while pulling at the corners of your eyes to turn them into slits (chinky eyes, chinky eyes)
Protected: Awone
March 21st, 2008 jmeeiHullo
March 21st, 2008 jmeeiTested the bike out again before giving it a good hose/rub down. No point washing it ’cause it’s gonna get dirty anyway! Got a bit of a sunburn but who cares :)
Handsome devil ;)
FRIM:-
Mountain Bike Trail
The little used paths lend themselves very well to hardcore, radical, single-track mountain biking. The better-maintained trails are ideal for sightseeing or high speed riding.
Distance: Between 2.6 km- 24.3km depending on route taken. Profile: Hilly, but many areas are not steep Difficulty: 6.0 - 9.0 depending on route taken. Estimated ride time: 15m - 5 hours Necessary Equipment: Mountain bike, helmet, bicycle gloves, protective glasses, water, snacks, tool kit, type pump, odometer, cyclometer
P.s. Thanks for everything Francis!
Scary
March 20th, 2008 jmeeiI’ve just witnessed the arrest of an illegal immigrant… at my doorstep.
We just got in from dinner, and there were two policemen zipping around on a bike, seemingly on a search. Gave no second thought to it until we overheard them speaking to two evening walkers- and heard the words orang lari (man running), beritahu kami (report to us). So I called out to them for information. The police told us to be on a watch out for a runaway man wearing white shorts, who was last seen running to the back of the houses.
!!!
My father immediately ran to the back to obtain a nice long sturdy stick while I ran to lock the front door (how heroic). Then Tat gave me quite the fright of my life when he pointed to the back and hollered “ITU DIA“… I scrambled front for a better look (heh) and there was a topless dark man walking sedately from the back of my neighbour’s house, flanked by another man.
The police whom I spoke to earlier was LIVID. He shouted at the man, “YOU LARI LAGI SAYA TEMBAK! (If you run again, I’ll shoot)” to which the poor fellow replied, “Saya tak lari dah (I’m not running already)”. He had to climb out of the house and while doing so, the policemen gave him a couple of hard kicks… and when he was back on the ground, they roughed him up a bit before shoving him into a police car.
Later, my dad told me that when the guy saw my dad with the stick, he immediately pleaded ‘jangan pukulku (don’t hit me)’. But I have a feeling that when he’s back at the police station he’ll be getting some… Ah well.
With a BAM
March 19th, 2008 jmeeiFell smack right onto my ass while shuffling back to the car in the rain (that’s why Jm, stop being lazy and pick up your feet!). Luckily it wasn’t on tarmac or I would be facing deep scratches alongside a bruised bum. It was a bit painful nonetheless, not to mention bloody embarrassing…
My dad got the shock of his life upon seeing his daughter sprawled on the wet floor hurhur. I told him to chill- this happens to be a constant occurrence as I unfortunately live with two left feet.
But I realised one thing from this incident (or should I say accident?)- my pain tolerance is pretty damn high. Dad was suitably surprised that I wasn’t wailing from pain as it was a pretty hard fall… but I was more intent on leaving QUICK as I was dying from mortification instead. Bring on the mountain biking this weekend! Throw me down the highest slope! Fling me off the scariest ledge! I have no fear :D
Errand Wednesday
March 19th, 2008 jmeei
Perfect weather to zzz
Rain’s letting up phew
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Quote of the day
March 19th, 2008 jmeeiIf you love something, set it free; if it comes back to you, set it on fire.
HAHAHAHAHAHA
Credit goes to Jo, who is apparently also a fellow closet arsonist.
I miss…
March 17th, 2008 jmeei
… having the energy to randomly grab up a club and head to the nearest driving range for some ball thwacking action
Right now, what I need is sleep.
Like yesterday
March 16th, 2008 jmeeiAwoke at 6:30am as we were heading over to Sg Buloh to pray for my late Porpor. Seeing my cousins’ solemn faces made me realise with a pang how much they’ve grown- how much WE’VE grown.
I started reminiscing about the nonsense we got up to during Chinese New Year at the grandparents’ when we were little… Cycling in circles around the courtyard while the older cousins handed out toll booth tickets (torn up pieces of newspapers); scribbling on photo albums (books) with the back end of combs (quills) while playing laoshi or rather teacher-teacher; having prim and proper tea parties while daintily sipping Chinese Tea and primly peeling up Mandarin oranges; harassing the poor ice-cream man to dig deeper into his frozen icebox for the frozen lollies; trawling the tiny town on foot in the blazing sun to get sweets; graduating to hardcore gambling and rm4.50-an-hour Cyber Cafes when we were older… no more.
Bittersweet. Even if it’s for the good, everything’s changing a tad too fast…
So little time
Try to understand that I’m
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
But everybody’s changing
And I don’t feel the same.
On an unrelated note, waking up this early makes me feel as though there are more hours in a day! I still have about two hours or so to laze about/attempt at something productive before I head off for work (work!) with Tat.
1 year 1 month
March 15th, 2008 jmeeiDinner at Kogetsu @ Saujana Hotel then aimless wandering @ The Curve.
Earrings which gave me a chafed ear :(
‘Lo
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