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Saturday, May 13, 2006

Kenny's house is fun. 2A02 rocks my socks. (esp me, tee hee hee!)

I was supposed to cook bee hoon for the class bbq today, and I felt a great chef after that. Though nobody knows it, it was actually my FIRST attempt cooking that. Hahaha. I'm a good chef. I went out of the house, had the feeling that I've forgotten to bring something. True enough, I left the bee hoon at home lah, wtf. Then when I reached the bus stop, the bus came and I had to run with the bee hoon, holding it with one hand. I was so embarrassed that I sat at the first seat, just behind the driver.

Anyway, Kenny's house is like damn fun lah! He's got this fantastic attic, with 2 desktops, a laptop, and sooooooo many antique posters of those classic movies. He's got those miniature water dispenser and candy dispenser. So damn adorable! Then the other side of the attic is just like one vintage shop with truckloads of old toys that I think can only be found in his times.

Bryan and me had this huge crave for alcohol that I practically made alot of noise there. What is a bbq without vodkas? Chicken wings and otahs and vodkas MUST go together k! I just refuse to shut it up and I said I wanted vodka for 279607585 times. Finally Kenny relented and he drove us to the center to buy them. Tee hee hee!

But damn, dumb cold storage doesnt have any absolute vodkas, in the end we just make do with bacardi instead. Oh well, that's better than nothing.

And I've got this dumb gastro..... I've no idea what you call that in medical terms. But if you translate it into chinese, it's something like an intestinal infection. Some fucking irritating illness. I can't eat anything with preservatives, salt, sugar, oil, whatever the fuck cos my stomach can't digest complex particles. I have to eat fruits and steam vegetables everyday lor! Pfft. I've no problems finding food at home but there's practically nothing healthy to eat in school. Except apples.

Grrr. I'm starting to hate apples.

I wasn't really interested to go for the pt bbq initially, cos I don't wanna be so stupid to go there and watch them eat. It's dumb, like REALLY lor. But even if I'm not going, I'll still have to cook the bee hoon cos I was supposed to! Who knows Kenny doesn't trust my culinary skills and he went on cooking a huge tray of nasi goreng lah. In the end, my mum asked me to go cos I think she don't want me to stay at home and disturb her. Haha.

I 'shat' like thrice in the morning and twice in Kenny's house. I felt so bad lah! Cos I know there's someone wanting to use the toilet but I'm like hogging it and shitting.

After I reached home, I threw up and I think I need to shit again now. My tummy hurts like siao lor. Must be that bacardi and those oily food ):

Anyway, I'm glad that more or less, this bbq has been quite a success in bonding our new class. Actually I've no idea wtf I'm typing cos my tummy huuuuurrrrrrrrrrts. AHHHHHHHH help!

Ps: We should go to that japanese cemetery sometime again. It looks fun.

"Faaaaaahed" @ 3:37 AM