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11 October, 2004

Tha Night At Geylang..

Yo, dis post is based on what happened yesterday. So if u dun like it, blow me. Yesterday was a Sunday, rite? Rite. I ponteng my madrasah again. And dat is becuz I had a family day out, to Geylang. (pls dun think diirty, it's a family outing?!) We went there to shop for our Hari Raya clothes. We'll be wearing purple next year, or is it dis year? Wad tha hell. Tha fact is dat we'll be wearing it for dis up-coming Hari Raya. It's nice. Totally stripie. I like. After almost 5 hrs shopping, went for makan. Got myself a plate of Nasi Ayam and a bowl of Ice-kachang. Tha Ice-kachang was so not tall. I think I was being cheated. And also, dat auntie only gave me 2 atap chee. So not fair! Anywae, finished evewy-thing in 15 minutes. So damn full..NOT! Then Ayah had to go to work. Waved him goodbye. After dat, we thought of leaving when we saw one lampu hari raya burst into flames. A small one actually. But quite big. Wad tha phuck am I saying? Tha point is dat tha light juz explode and there's fire. A passer-by went to extiguish it. Tha so-phucking-funniy thing was dat 15 mins after tha flame was extinguished, tha fire truck came. So ***********, rite? People might die, man. Every-bodie was like cursing them but they made tha tempeh look. At about 8, when to see tha grand opening of tha lights. Syarifah Aini was there. Ning Baizura was there. I think? But I was damn sure Mr Lee Hsien Loong was there. I met a lot of artists. Went home at 9.30pm. Reached home at 10.45pm. I went straight to bed. And we all live happily ever after. The end.

reminisced;
- 3:04 PM