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16:41 - “To those who leave their homes in the cause of Allah, after suffering oppression, We will assuredly give a goodly home in this world: but truly the reward of the Hereafter will be greater. If they only knew!”

Friday, November 7, 2008

Downstairs, highlighter and sex / 11:32 PM

Just now me and the old 4/4 clique went to celebrate Kah Jen's birthday (which is in less than an hours time). I really missed them loads. I gave Kah Jen a big hug. Haha! It was fun lah. We talked and played the oh-so-favourite-arcade-game: dance dance revolution. It's the only arcade game I'd spend my money on actually. HAHA!

Okay to adress my title for such an occasion, I'd list down three dialogs by three different people.

1) Dilys: "Eh Kah Jen! My downstairs dirty leh!"
2) Mei Ting: "Who ar volunteered to bring the highlighter ar?"
3) Afina: "huh? What sex? I heard sex."

I think the 3rd incident is the only one that's easy to understand without me telling you the story. But I'll tell you anyway. In case number one, the 'downstairs' was actually her bottom eye lid. Yes, the rest of us thought she was referring to the other 'downstairs'. In case number two, she was actually referring to the lighter that I was suppose to bring (I bought a new neon bright green one. heh.). In case number three, she misheard mine and Kah Jen's conversation and thought we were talking about sex. We were actually talking about what we were going to do next.

I have such funny friends. HAHA!

On a slightly dull note, I've taken the opportunity of living near the highway bridge to actually use it and walk to kembangan mrt everyday. I know for some who know where I live and where kembangan station is, they might say that it's quite a distance, but I like it. I like walking alone along non-crowded paths. I hate it when I need to squeeze, dodge or change my pace according to people around me, and most of all, I hate the noise. The first time I attempted this different path, I felt like little kid exploring new lands, pretending I'm some explorer. It felt good to just walk alone and not say a word for once and it definitely felt good to not squeeze in a crowded bus and just stand there, anxious I'd fall on someone any minute. Walking alone also has given me some time to think on my own, and talk to myself without uttering a word.

Besides, it gives me that extra exercise I really need. I panted badly and felt the familiar pain of stitch when I played Dance Dance revolution just now. I think I shall make that my exercise machine, it really worked on my abs.

iPod Nanochromatic, here I come! (or refurbished iPod classic, whichever wins my heart.)
iPod nano (orange)