




It was reminiscing the old times when we’re all still young, I thought of all the stupid and crazy stuffs we did. I remember how life was easy back then, without having to think much about anything at all. PMR, SPM, oh heck... I never gave a damn about those major exams anyway. How carefree.
Then I thought of my old blog... Went back and read my own post, smiling at myself like I’m a stupid dude. Then I saw this post:
FriEnDsHiP
i knew this one guy 9 years ago. he was a small sized guy, with small eyes, and doesn't really talk much. how did i knew him? we both came from the same primary school, but we doesn't rily talk to each others, even we spent 4 years in the same class together.
out of 140 plus standard six students from st. francis primary school, only four boys transfered to smk gajah berang. so, both of us starts to talk to each others. we sat next to each other. go out with each other. soon, he became my closest friend. though we were not in the same class the year after that, we never lose contact. we still hang around together. and for three years; since form one till form 3, we'll go out every single friday. where we went? we went to Fajar supermarket! alwiz hang around micky trading to browse thru all those ps games folders.
when we enter form 4, both of us was sorted in 4Sc2, based on our PMR results. and again, we sat next to each others. makin noise in class each and evry single period till the teachers labeled us with all sort of names. but we din give a damn. whu cares what the teachers think?
things do get nasty sometimes. alrite, its not juz sometimes, it's lots of time. thru de years, we quarrel lots of time. damn, and i can say it's almost everytime my fault. but one thing i can say is, he always took the immediat action of using the word "sorry". in hundreds of times we got ourselves into fights, i only used that word once or twice.
he was always looking over my back. yea.. always. this are the words from the bottom of my heart, "wei Pua, kalau saya ada buat apa-apa silap, apa-apa yang buat engkau marah, saya nak pohon banyak-banyak ampun. minta maaf k? i'll never wanna lose a friend like u!
His birthday was yesterday, and he’d his birthday party on the Christmas night. I’m sorry I can’t attend his party due to my family’s gathering we had every Christmas. I did make a brief appearance there, and I wished I could’ve stayed longer. Happy Birthday Pua. I hope you have a fabulous year ahead of you!
Dun go Taman Merdeka pump gas. Today dun pump. Taman Merdeka gas explode. Dad say de.For your information, currently i’m driving my dad’s 1999 Proton Wira 1.5 that runs on NGV (and petrol, of course). NGV is good lah, since I can save more on fuel. If I pump full tank only RM7 or RM8 plus max. With a full tank, I can go around 120km, sometimes 130km. That’s approximately 6 cent per kilometre. However, refilling NGV can be a headache since 120km is actually very little if you travel a lot. Not to mention you have to wait behind the long queue line of cabs.
The white van that exploded while refuelling NGV.
One Two people is injured and two one people have died. (updated)
After cracking my mind for quite some time, I ask Aj for her opinion. She thought of making something exclusively for my mum. She thought of making some ‘paper flowers’ for her. First thing that comes to my mind? “How do we make these paper flowers?” Aj then told me she’ll guide me through the process. If there’s someone who can teach, then it sounds perfectly fine to me.
We started out by getting the materials needed. We got almost everything from the florist’s shop Joo Ee used to work in. Only after that do we realize that we missed out the most important raw material of all: serviettes. Sold at a sundry shop at only RM1 per pack, I guess these ‘tissues’ are the most important yet the cheapest material used in the making of the flowers!
Well, I feel like I’m too old for handicrafts. My skills are putted into test. And the result is I failed miserably. The paper flowers are supposed to look like roses.. But no matter how hard I tried, what I make still looked like tissue paper. Thank god, after countless times of trial and error, I finally managed to make some nice ones.
The bouquet of fake flowers is finally perfected, all thanks to Aj’s brilliant idea and Joo Ee’s wonderful wrapping skills! Well, I hope mummy love it!
Here's how the paper flowers looked like.
Here’s my mummy, me and the little present we prepared for her!
All 3 pretty girls of my life!
I love this picture. Mummy's flowers make me look so gay. Haha..A day before mother’s day, I went back to Sungai Rambai to celebrate my grandfather’s birthday. It’s actually a double celebration since we actually celebrated mother’s day as well. After all, my grandmother had so many children and grandchildren!
My sister and I did a lot of silly stuffs, even when we’re on the way. I had lots of laughs even though my headache is present at the moment. Took lots of crazy pictures! We laugh until we reach the restaurant.
This picture is taken in daddy's car!
Love this sampat little sister of mine!
The restaurant is somewhere near Merlimau, I guess. Seriously, I hate that restaurant. It actually seems like there’s no other restaurant at that area. Every celebration is held at that sole restaurant. But the thing is there’s nothing special with the food they prepare. The restaurant is boring, and the taste is getting worse from time to time. That place is also getting boring. I’ve been there since I was in primary school. I wonder if everyone’s feeling the same as me.
Anyway, the celebration is cool. My grandparents are smiling all the way!
My family with my grandparents.
To see all pictures dat we took during mother's day, click here!
Oh yea! I had my haircut again! I wanted to get it real short, but the barber suggested me not to, so in the end my hair looked spiky. Not that bad anyway, just not short enough. At least i don't look messy and sleepy like before.
So, anyone had any comments to drop here? This blog is boring. Not much comments. Oh God. It's getting real late! I'd class at 10a.m. tomorrow. I better get some sleep. Not enough rest lately.. Alright then, good night all! Happy Belated Mother's Day to every mums out there! You girls rocks!