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She's the girl who sits and watches while others live a charmed life. The girl loves to write but doesn't know if she's any good at it. She loves rainbow sprinkled ice cream on a rainy day. She loves to take walks with the wind blowing. Giggling should be made a career. She tells you her secrets in not so many words.

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    • Monday, April 09, 2007 7:40 AM

    a long one.

    I saw two 'Reserved' signs in one week.
    One to shoo me away.


    And the other to get me to park myself there.


    The first sign was during Jit's, 'Full of Jit' and the second was when my cousin got married. So, obviously I'm on the VIP list (or I wish I was).

    Jit was ridiculously, hysterically funny. Okay, maybe the scripts being everywhere was a turn off but it was after all a preview. He cracked a few culturally sensitive ones that I don't think anyone else would have dared to but he always had a come back. Something to say that it's funny for the moment but definitely not cool to generalize.

    He got the sister clapping and laughing so hard. She loved him so much that her personal message on MSN read 'Jit (as Renee Choy): I want to do the styling not the sperming!'. She went to school with the postcard telling her friends excerpts of Jit's material. When she came home, she asked me if the student discount was good for all of them 'cause apparently they all want to watch him.
    Can die, not? Haha.

    .....

    Then, it was the weekend for someone to get married. Hehh. The cousin from the Daddum's side. There was a pre-wedding thingo at the Uncle's and Aunt's.

    Pre-wedding is synonym for 'work the cousins and FORCE-feed them dinner'. Argh. I unfortunately only found out about the aforementioned definition after reaching the place.


    Mission: Fasten wired roses to 300 ladoos (round-shaped Indian candy. tastes yums!). See, they even have child laborers. Tsk.


    There were so many people in the house, it was impossible to walk from one end to the other without bumping into someone. After having to peep around heads, Aunty decided that sitting on the floor in front of the television was the best option to watching her soaps. She had to constantly increase and reduce the volume to hear what anyone was saying. So cute!


    The bride's hands and legs got pimped, yo! Hee. This lady came with so many tubes of 'inai' and she put so many pretty designs on all our hands and some of our legs. But of course, the bride's was the coolest. =D Then some got me narrowing my eyes 'cause apparently if the designs get a dark red, a guy(s) is admiring you. Nonsense, not.


    My 'pimped' hand. Woot! =p


    So, we were supposed to carry these oil lamps in front of the bride. I had this thing going that if the light didn't go off when I reach the front of the hall, I'll get to gloat at the sister. But unfortunately, tak jadi lah. The lil' cutie niece froze so telling her it was okay to litter in the hall since she was doing so with flowers, got the best of my attention. Divided attention, fail lah.


    And then it was official. To everyone present and the world that my cousin was off the market.



    The ladoos. It's like a ball of heaven, and so prettily packaged summore. It is pretty. Say it!


    'Cause lil' girls need some limelight too.

    .....

    And so another cousin has crossed over to the other side. That leaves only two from the closely bound ones and maybe a few more when including the extended. Argh. Weddings are not bad, they're just evil when they snatch your cousins away and keep them so occupied with commitments that they can't hang out with you. It makes you miss them so much, you go mad.

    The remaining two will just have to bear with my constant intrusions. Haha. That equals to constant barge-in(s) to Vel's house as well as texts asking her out. As for Ganenthra, hmm, since the guy is a workaholic, attempts of busybody-ing at The Curve should be expected.

    i miss you guys.


    minx wrote at7:40 AM
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