Blue Christmas

Merry Christmas blogger babes and... babettes? Haha!

I hereby proclaim myself sane and sober this beautiful Christmas morning. Joy to the world! And my previous sentence only proves that I'm not, so yeah. Last night was fun, very noisy. My cousins lil gang reminds me of the Sexylicious, I miss you guys soooo much ya know?? Ish. Wish you guys were here.

Anyways after mass everybody flooded out of the compound and it was a cacophony of handshakes, hugs, kisses, and wishes of 'Merry Christmas!' and soon we didn't bother looking for people. Just hangged with 'da gang', you know, the loud one. It was fun and all la, but I feel so ostracised. You know, in a crowd where everybody knows each other and is basically related, you don't just fit in like voila! But it was cool, especially when Alex (cousin) picked up his guitar and we made a lot of noise with Christmas carols which I know less than half the words to. And the whole time my brain was like, 'If only they were here'; 'So like us'; 'Sigh'.

Then after that we went to some relatives house and made more noise. Haha! More singing, drinking, and the old men were smoking their cigaratte butts off.

The Declaration of Aileen.

Regardless of what I said before, I do get tipsy after 2 cans of Carlsberg.
Not drunk like, running around topless drunk, but slightly disorientated.
And if I do not talk crap, I feel sleepy.
I never tried a third can because of persuasive family members (some);
BUT... someday I will. =p

And yours truly has also discovered that...
Believe you me
When I get tipsy (I wanted to say drunk, but I've never been there yet =X)
I either...
1) Talk crap and am very happy (which is normal even without an alcohol level)
2) Knock off.

I did both last night/this morning. =]

Oh well gotta be off, will upload the pictures when I get home coz I didn't bring the cable. Going to naik motor with my FattyBoy cousin. Haha! Wish me a safe journey man! =X



Have yourself, a merry little christmas.... *sings*

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Yours truly is now in Kedah and is blogging without BIG FAT COUSIN bugging me, coz he's at church. Or he might sit on me for using his computer and I might just sink into the floor. I'm in Kedah, and its so small town with not enough pollutants in the air. I'm so shocked, haha!

Oh and I just remembered that there was something I forgot about day 2 at camp. After our glorious Tug of War victory, something happened. Sheena screamed 'Leech!', and I saw this black thing on Tata, and I scream for the heck of it XD and then Tata said 'Where?' and someone said 'There!' and he screamed, and danced. After 5 seconds, he turned to Darren, said 'Actually not pain also...' and continued screaming and dancing. Fun =D

Okay I'm lazy to talk about camp now. It was good, with one very huge exception. I contemplate not returning, because he said he'd be back next year. And like I told Mr Man Boobs, I think I'll hire a boyfriend cum bodyguard throughout the entire time, simply because I do not have the guts to 'Kick his balls so that he'll remember it for the rest of his life,' as said by somebody. I hate him... =/

I need to pee...

Fatty!

NEVER, EVER VOTE FOR TENGKU ADNAN. He is fat, fugly, wears thick glasses and is in need of braces and minty breath. On the last bit Qian Qian is asking, 'How dyou know he needs minty breath?' Well as he says such horrible, ugly, un-nice things... How could he not?

"Bloggers are liars. They use all sort of ways to cheat others. From what I know, out of 10 000 unemployed bloggers, 8 000 are women. Bloggers like to spread rumours, they don't like national unity. Today our country has achievements because we are tolerant and compromising. Otherwise we will have civil war.

"Malays will kill Chinese, Chinese will kill Malays, Indians will kill everybody else."

Tengku Adnan,

Tourism Munister (BN)

The fatty is the last one btw. Lets organise a riot! =D And get thrown into prison. My driving lecturer says that prisons are pretty now. Lets go see, eh? =P

Randomness

I'm back! And I'm not sure if anyone is still willing to read about camp, so I'll put the unorthodox stuff here. =)

Day 1
Firstly, thanks to Keith's 'It will take a pretty long time to get to Terminal Putra so you'd better leave early', I and my brother was there the first. Idiot XD. But then all was well, and I was high so things were good and I love bus 2 so yeah. But then before we boarded I saw this man with a PCK-like mole, but it was a kazillion times worse because while PCK had ONE hair, he had... many. The whole thing looked like a furry parasite stuck to his face and I just had to laugh, and laugh... and laugh. I vaguely remember Vina and Melody trying to shush me, and Keith calling me evil, but still laughing himself.

And so I laughed my way on the bus. And was still happy happy with the Sexylicious at the back of the contraption until we realised; the rest of the bus was excruciatingly silent. And so began a series of plans made to wake everybody up, led by Nicholas. it nearly worked. Really XD.

Ooh, and I remember Keith only emo-ed once throughout the entire camp; which was on Day 1, so that was good =)

And the Dragons (my team) got a red flag. Yay! I (and perhaps Sheena), wanted to give a hot, steaming, sexy name worth of mention, but some people are so hemophobic (did I get it right Sheena? Did I?). Oh, and the Dragons argued a lot. A LOT. Take my word for it.


Day 2

Bamboo rafting! The lake so bloody pathetic. Its like, so stagnant, and murky; but not as bad as KKB. Dragons and Raging Rockets combined to create a super power powered by expert raft-makers. Haha! Okay I don't know what I'm saying. But my group won the tug of war! The basis of the game is actually quite primitive. Two rafts, facing away from each other, whose butts are connected by a length of rope with markers on em. And the kuli on each side just rows until one successfully pulls the other to a specific point.

White water rafting was good, but not exciting enough. Haha I didn't expect Sheena to do so well, grats girl! *hugs* And Jacky is such a bitch, but at that time I didn't know... When we were moving to the mother rapids, he put his arms around me, and at that time I didn't think much of it. And that will have to wait for another post. ><

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I had three dreams in three nights, all a continuation from the next. The first two freaked me out to no end, but the third was okay, because I told you and you made me feel better.

Welcome home darling =)

My internet is down, and something just happened that made my whole post delete. SO WAIT.

Or don't come back.

G'day ya'll =)

Ponder This

I believe the creator of chain mail the Hitler of the internet, risen from oblivion to terrorize the lives of innocent internet users. Yet occasionally I would get an inspiring email out of hundreds of lousy ones, and I just have to share it. And still I refuse to be sucked into the chain mail plague.

And so my neurons worked out this brilliant, devious, masterplan...

Post it here!

Mwahahahahaha!!

Anyways, this is an explanation for all the emails I've been putting up =)

Its not plagarism! I edit, and whatever goes up is mostly void of typos aite?

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And now that all is said and done, here's another one for you guys to digest. Imagine me shoving a dustbin lid sized thing of whatever befits your imagination. Naaaah!

Yellow = Personal favourites
Blue = Contradicting but still okay.


Nobody is perfect until you fall in love with them.
So true... Was discussing this with one of my cousins yesterday over the phone; he was on a personal mini-survey on what makes guys attractive. Well I told him, 'its everything, and nothing'. Go figure. haha


Love starts with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a tear.
So where does the sex and marriage, and screaming kids go? XD


Don't cry over anyone who won't cry over you.
Yeah! Personal favourite. =)


What do you do when the only person who can make you stop crying is the person who made you cry?
No comment man. But this is brutal.


If love isn't a game, why are there so many players?
There isn't enough love to go around. People don't/can't get enough of it. Duh.


Good friends are hard to find, harder to leave, and impossible to forget.


You can only go as far as you push!


Actions speak louder than words.
Classic.


Don't let the past hold you back, you're missing the good stuff.


A best friend is like a four leaf clover, hard to find and lucky to have.
I have no luck, thats why I don't have one.


Some people make the world special by just being in it.
Why can't everybody make the world special??


Best friends are the siblings God forgot to give us.
If they were your siblings they wouldn't be your best friend. You'd probably just end up fighting more than anything.


When it hurts to look back, and you're scared to look ahead, you can look beside you and your best friend will be there.
Refer to the above, above.


Good friends are like stars....you don't always see them, but you know they are always there.


Don't frown, you never know who is falling in love with your smile.
Cheese! =D


Everything is okay in the end. If it's not okay, then it's not the end.
Ew, so wrong! But then... Its kind of true. Ish ><


Most people walk in and out of your life, but only friends leave footprints in your heart.



If u love something...let it go.
If it comes back to you its yours....
If it doesn't then it never was.



A kiss is just a kiss until you find the one you love.
A hug is just a hug until its from the one ur thinking of.
A dream is just a dream until you make it come true.
LOVE is just a word until it's proven to you.



To realize
The value of a sister
Ask someone
Who doesn't have one.

To realize
The value of ten years:
Ask a newly
Divorced couple.

To realize
The value of four years:
Ask a graduate.

To realize
The value of one year:
Ask a student who
Has failed a final exam.

To realize
The value of nine months:
Ask a mother who gave birth to a still born.

To realize
The value of one month:
Ask a mother
who has given birth to
A premature baby.

To realize
The value of one week:
Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.

To realize
The value of one hour:
Ask the lovers who are waiting to Meet.

To realize
The value of one minute:
Ask a person
Who has missed the train, bus or plane.

To realize
The value of one-second:
Ask a person
Who has survived an accident...

To realize
T! he value of one millisecond:
Ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics

Time waits for no one.

Treasure every moment you have.
You will treasure it even more when
you can share it with someone special.

To realize the value of a friend:
Lose one.