BBQ birthday bash!have the mix of the malaysian weather with a westernized pool side bbq idea and you get a malaysian pool side bbq birthday bash. (duhh....not too hard to figure out). Well Good morning my dear fellow bloggers. As i just got up not too long ago, i will tell a little of my friday night. Yup, attended Kaye's( a friend of mine from college) poolside bbq birthday bash. And yes i was allowed out the house for once, since it was just next door to my apartment. Puncak Prima, a total life saving destination( not to mention someone did die there sometime back, but hey your not supposed to know that). I went at around 8pm with Jess, Ham, and Sandeep. Now can u believe we had to register our names at the guard house even though we were going for a birthday party? well yeah thats what we had to do. As we wwalked in towards the poolside, we see Kaye and she runs and comes to give us a big warm hug. Now i dont remember getting a very very warm hug from a birthday girl before. Guess she must really love us for coming. heheheh. the night was young, and more and more people arrived. The company was great, the food, now shall we go there was awesome. Now i know i dont really eat much but with the food yesterday, i could eat all day.......bbq potatoes, grilled bbq chicken, grilled capsicum n mushrooms, sausages, chicken burgers with lots of mustard (note: i love mustard), and a mixed up salad ( it had purple cabages in it =) ) slurp! yummy! Never has my stomach gone into a food craze. hahahah. Kaye went swimming after a while styled in a whit bikini. Now i must say she has got great taste in bikini hunting, plus she hath a superb body for it (Hey Kaye if your reading this, you looked really hot in it!). Well thats about it for my night. I shall leave you with a mind boggling, tummy craving moment as you see these 2 pictures taken at the bash. KAye is the one in the white shirt and short pants. hahahahaha.....(yawn*) hmmmm. me still tired from the bash.
signing out now.
A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.A much better day indeed... friends, my fellow bloggers, do you know how good a rose can make you feel? Well let me start by telling you my simple yet short pathectic story of my morning and how it turned out beautiful.
I got up late. You know those days, when you have got enough sleep but yet you still seem so tired and it feels like you were glued to your bed. Well thats how it felt to get up at 9.00 this morning. After that of which i rushed the morning moments of getting ready for college. Its now already 10, and i am just leaving the house. Class starts at 10, a definate sleepy late comer. I got to college with haste, there was no time to waste, as literature teacher doesnt accept excuses no more. Its now 10.15 and i enter class. Funny after all that rush, class hasnt even started. Turns out i made it just in time to begin. i moved my half asleep body across the room where i found my dearest friends( Jess and Ham) seated with a seat next to them empty(obvoiusly reserved for me). Class begins, with a sweet congratulations to the people who had made the cast of Much Ado about Nothing. a sheer applause for them. Class goes on, we continued our discussion on themes. n for the first time, my group presentation went on quite smoothly indeed even though we lacked preparation. i was quite pleased with the way we handled it. After class, had a bite with frens then rushed to class for maths. Now this is what i hate about replacement classes. One its at 12 o clock, which is an ungodly over for class as its lunch time, and two, the amount of ppl who will attend it. there were in total including me 3 ppl in class where we sat and did tedious sums that really got me frustrated. Its 2pm, and im done with maths. Easy but so frustrating. I run upstairs to the flower shop, pick two red roses and buy em off for Rm 0.50 each. Roses, roses, roses. I love roses, how they cheer me up from anything thats bugging me. So thats the end of my story as i have said its a simple yet short and pathectic story of my morning.
"A rose by any other name would smell as sweet"- William Shakespeare
later mates~
MaskOh what an awful day. My mind feels so stiff and my spirit is sulking to the beat of my heart. How many times hath i try till someone believe that i, i alone can wear another mask. Tis only natural that we all wear masks. No one is themself unless they are by themself. so what mask am i to where? what identity must i prevail?
Dreamsi look up at the stars at night
and wished you in my sight
i cried a tear
hoped youre near
holding me close that night.
we float up in the milky way
feeling the warm silk ray
you hug me close
a tear arose
dreaming of you night and day.
