so it was great turning 22. especially when you've got company.
and prezzies!
opted for the dinner instead of the usual SPLURGE.
since the cupcakes already made me so highhh.
pizza hut was THE place to go cheese crazy. *thank you, ehems*
i thot i'd swear off cheese for a month.
(but naaaah. i can't stay away from cheese. i'm currently craving for long john's cheese dip... mmm...)
prezzies were lovely.
to: yus, faiz, danial, firza and of course, my darling famous 6 (ain, kitty kat, fan, osh & yanto)
thank you very very much!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i love love love everything!
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i recently made a list of what i've been craving to eat...
here they are... in random order
and... yesterday we went on a food fest!
i would have brought the camera and showed all the EXCELLENT food we got,
but the food fest was an impromptu decision...
we got the...
ALL in one night.
the coney dog is a MUST TRY! anyone's who missing A&W's coney dog will not be satisfied with just one coney dog from 1901. 1901's got other hotdogs too. there's texas.. and cheesy... but for the first time trying, i'd suggest the coney dog. there are outlets at pasir ris (along the MRT, beside a bubble tea shop), tampines mall (at the basement, opposite nasi lemak stall) and simei (outside the MRT station, on the side of East Point). MUST EAT!!! 1901's another reason to love Simei... :)
we headed to geylang and got chicken kebab on pita bread. got it from the anatolia (the same far east turkish place)stall. was good!
ayam percik was from this small stall at the junction of onan road. near the teh tarik makan area. it's de best, mazlinah says, and i agree! chicken was tender, bones didnt get in the way, the chicken oozes its way into your mouth. perfect!
dendeng was from.. where else.. the dendeng house, very near the ayam percik stall. sedap as usual.
and burger ramli, u can practically get it anywhere in the bazaar. what i love about the one we got was that it was nicely done. the egg was very soft and fluffy and light. not very greasy. and the meat was juicy.
here's a tip.
if you're on a food fest, make sure u have a buddy. and don't be greedy and buy 2 of everything. buy one of each and share. that way, you satisfy your food love, and don't get a tummy ache at the end of everything.
but in the case of the coney dog, you should each get one. or more. :)
back to my list...
5 down, many more to eat!
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From: "Yusrina Yusoff" <yusrina_y@hotmail.com>
Subject: today
Date: Mon, 16 Oct 2006 17:52:06 +0000
let me tell you about my day.
i have a HUGE pimple. see that red hill-like structure? nope. not bukit timah. nope. not red hill. it's a growing throbbing protruding pimple and it's on MY NOSE. uhhuh. it practically walks into the room before me.so what does this pimple mean to me? it means alot of things. for starters, it means my period's coming. is that a bad thing? maybe. i'm gonna be missing a few nights of terawih come the end of ramadan. is that a good thing? maybe. it tells me i'm not pregnant and all is well with my ovaries and uterus. what else does this pimple mean? it means that people are going to stare and wonder to themselves, "GOODNESS GRACIOUS ME. How did THAT end up there?" OR "LOOK AT THAT DISGUSTING THING ON HER NOSE. suits her face very well". is that a bad thing? yes it is. i don't want people thinking things that will make me feel very small and ugly and disgusting. but that is what i am now. with this pimple. (then again,maybe i was already ugly and disgusting just that the pimple now EMPHASISES that fact) but who's to say people will think such things. and who's to say people will even notice it at all?
this is the part where i explain i am a worst-case-scenario kind of girl. yes i may seem happy happy bouncy bouncy laughy laughy but deep down i amjust a paranoid mass of cells all tied up into knots and converge in my stomach which churns every moment every day. (really it does, we just dont realise it cause it's part of the autonomic nervous system. imagine being aware of every contraction of your stomach's smooth muscles. eeks) so when such a case as this happens. what do i do? i think optimistic thoughts and tell myself, it's not so bad. nobody will see it. and if i dont mention it, if i smile wide enough, if i keep turning my head so fast, nobody can see that i have a disgusting pimple on my nose. so i feel soothed. but only for awhile. then. just like a pimple which sprouts slowly but surely, the pessimism starts to creep in. and as hard as it is to get rid of apimple, it's almost impossible to get the bad thoughts out. so they stay in. so i become sad. and i become worried. and i become ashamed. and i don't want to go to school.
so did i go to school? yes i did. did anyone see my pimple? yes they did. everyone saw. did anyone say anything? nope they didn't. did they think about it? i'm sure they did. does it matter now? no, it doesn't. not anymore.
then why am i still writing to you about it?
love, yus.
From: "Soffiah Yusoff" <soffiah_y@hotmail.com>
Subject: RE: today
Date: Mon, 16 Oct 2006 18:16:01 +0000
dearest tustiiina.
i too have a peempel. my peempel is not the pussy kind. (pronounced as pus-see, pus as in bus, and see as in see jane date. not to be confused with pussy the pussy cat... or some other... undesirable things we shall not mention on email.)
my peempel is the jerawat batu kind. it may not throb, it may not be yellow. but it is there. and it looks like it will be there for a very very long time. it's hard, like it's got a solid foundation. and it would take a gazillion facials, or sandpaper, to *asah* the peempel off my face. which would be kinda gross. because if i sandpaper my face, the smooth parts of my face will also be sandpapered away, leaving more holes in my face which will be bad for digestion because when i eat, my food will come out of my cheeks when i chew. which means it's worse than having this jerawat batu.
i think we're both sad, not because we have peempels, but because it's less than a week to raya and these peempels of ours are not going away.
how now brown cow?
this is where the structural engineer from prison break might come in handy.since he's sooooo good with foundations i bet he can figure out a way to destroy the foundation of my peempel OR, he could tattoo on his body an escape route for the insides of the peempel to escape through the oh-so-big pores on my face. which would mean, the tattoo would be a teenie tiny line on his body.which would mean it would be much nicer than the one he has now, covering his whole body and whats nots.
but i'm digressing. i think we must be commando now. no, not walk around underwear-less. we must take serious *RARR* action against our peempels. just sentel lotsa lotsa lotsa acne aid. go to school with the mountain of acne aid on top of the peempel.sooner or later, the acne aid will eat the peempel and our skin will live happily ever after. til the next peempel! -me
