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.Monday, May 07, 2007 ' 23:08 Y
you used to be the reason, for my smile.you still are.

Blogger masih menyetan lagi..but that doesnt hinder me from bloggging.

Had the second MN meetin this morning.
We are succh a merepek group.
Finally, we are making a little bit of head start after hours of laughing and churning out
the incredidblle. Haha..but it promises to be loads of fun!
I can't wait for it to start. whee!!
But I was feeling really sick just now.
As you know, mouth ulcers are always accompanied by toothaches and the latter never fails to come with all the other pain package. And so, I cldnt really participate in the discussion. But, my ulcers seemed to hurt less when I bicker more with Isha. muahaha..

anyways..
the plan was to have a mini family picnic when i get home..we were to be off to the dad's fav place- changi beach. that was where he grew up, worked, played, met mummy etc.
I knew my parents were always enthusiastic when it came to a changi-day-out. But I didnt expect them to be this enthu today. immediately after I called, my dad insisted that we set off straight away, forbidding me even to enter the house when I've already reached the block.
And so, off we went to the beach-with a hungry stomach, a long sleeved black tshirt, jeans and HIGH HEELS. and i didnt even have my make up with me today, let alone an extra set of clothes.

we had a stopover at serangoon for a quick lunch-the food was really good. but the service? haha..let's just skip this part yeah.

one more stopover at mustaffa centre-another one of my parent's hotspots. where we bought the necc stuff like soap, detergent (?), and the loads.

finally we reached the beach. the waters were in high tide and though it was a weekday, there were a measurable number of families having get-togethers there.

in spite of the lack of clothes, i persisted in playing with the waters, esp after i bought my rubber duckie and the bubbles..haha..pity my baby wasnt there..i had to entertain myself while mumma picnicked by herself with her magazine, her fruits and her nasi bungkus. dad went to seek insipiration in the deep waters leaving me bobbling away.

Much as man-made inventions has rippled off great convenience and beauty, nothing could match God's creations. the scenery at the beach, the clear skies, the reflections on the surface waters, and the waves, what else do we need to prove that God is indeed the Creator.
As I spent quiet moments by myself (bobbling in the waters), I reflected on all that had happened. Memories of my childhood were relived. My JC days. and my experiences till to date. My life is indeed like a soap opera. One striking memory brought to life was that of night cycling.
the funny incidents that happened at changi frm the reccee all the way to the actual day itself. i swear when i saw a lorry cum van alongside a bicycle just now, I laughed to myself.

I have to mention that in my wet, extremely unglam, un-pretty, totallly undesirable state, i saw a totally super-duper-uber-whopper-licious SAF personnel jogging past.
He knew that eyes were on him and so I guess he got quite uptight while trying his best trying to maintain..lo and behold- he tripped over his shoe laces right beside at the bench I was sitting on. overwhelmed by embarrassment, he picked himself up and continued jogging (or shd I say sprinting?) until he was out of my view.

haha..i was thinking to myself, "hey, i tend to trip and fall too when im nervous!!"
i silently grinned to myself.
in spite of his ke-slenge-an, he wins top marks for his boyish looks.


wokey..enough said. Im tooo tired to blog.
feast on the pics:)

what went on at the MN meeting just now..

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the family outing :)

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ANd did I mention I saw Garfield??
haha..this cattie is soo big. and according to the orang2 changi, this cattie is not even pregnant.
it's just naturally a fat and lazy cat, adored by pple in the neighborhood.

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