Sun, Sand, Sea.. And Rain.

As usual, a plan to visit Sentosa is always greeted with.... yes everybody say it together... RAIN.

Thank God it cleared up though it tended to remain threateningly cloudy most of the day.

So there we were at Sentosa - MH, Ron, Veron, Ben, Keong and myself... together with our VERY VERY late comers, Tim, Tiff and her BF.

Honestly, we are such nutcases... that no matter where we are, we are BOUND to have fun :)

Chased after a teenie little sotong which I spotted. Can you imagine, 5 grown adults (all settled in well-paying professional jobs) chasing after ONE TEENIE LITTLE SOTONG??!!!

Oh the poor sotong.

I screamed, "LOOK! BAK ZHAO YU!!!" (Ok, I know Bak Zhao Yu is NOT a sotong.. but it got the message across). And that scream had the rest of the gang (along with some little kids playing nearby) bounding into and out of the water. After stalking it for a full 30 seconds and watching it change colour in panic, it got away. Personally, I felt relieved for the poor little sotong.

There can't be many little sotongs left in Singapore waters.

I have no idea how it started, but we ended up trying to do cheerleading formations in the water, to much hilarious results.

All the cool people suntanning along the beach and the cool beach volleyball players were watching us in amusement.

We are SO uncool.

And honestly.... I like it that way. :)

Sentosa!

Ominous Clouds Overhead. *gulp*

Eh... Ron taking photo...

CHEESE! ;p

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The girls... Ron, Veron and Me!

And our boys acting silly with their pants pulled up highhigh! haha...

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Can you believe it? Our ball actually EXPLODED after being left out in the sun! Never a dull moment...

I love the boys struggling faces... Look.. we cant be THAT heavy right... ;p

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AHH!
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And Ron ALMOST makes it!

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Huggie Wuggies are the Besties :)

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Oh.. there was an Ah Pek, those seriously uncleuncle kopitiam types who was wearing a THONG and suntanning his bare butt.

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It was a seriously disgusting sight. I was momentarily blinded by the sun shining off his bald head... and his oily butt.

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Gotta love Sentosa.

Little Birdies

I watched a documentary on the Discovery Channel last night - The Anatomy of Sex.

So it explained how our body responds to sexual stimuli and all. It was really interesting. I mean... DUH. Its SEX.

Anyway, I couldnt believe it when it was mentioned that, because a man's penis is made up of compressed tissues and blood vessels, the smaller a penis is when it is limp, the bigger it will be when it is erect.

REALLY??! It makes sense... But I never thought about it that way... ;p

So... who wants to declare that they have a tiny, sleeping birdie?

At least now we girls know what to look for.... :)

Little Miss (Not) Shy Loves Fireworks :)

Headed to One Fullerton to catch the Fireworks at the Singapore Fireworks Festival 2007!

If anyone knows me, I LOVVVEEE fireworks. :)

Shoved with everyone to get a good view of the fireworks. I ended up standing next to an overflowing rubbish bin on a muddy patch of grass in my three inch heels (Look, I wasn't preapred to go okay?) The man in front of Jem and I had awful smelling B.O. and another had his kid on his shoulders, effectively blocking 3/4's of Jem's view.

Sheesh.

At least we got a pretty good view considering we got there just 15mins before it was due to start.

Now what I do not understand is, why there were so many parents bringing their little toddlers and babies, lugging strollers and diaper bags to the event. Imagine the crowd of shoving people! I say its terribly irresponsible parenting.

I saw half of the toddlers terrified to death after the show ended and when the massive throng of people started shoving their way out.

I don't blame them, even I was terrified... And seriously pissed off at a shoving mother. I literally pushed back at her. Stupid woman. I decided that people who have not been clubbing do not know the etiquette involved in "Moving Through Large Crowds". Her equally stupid husband was standing on the steps waiting for her and effectively blocking everyone's path. He glared at me after I got mad at his wife. I glared back.

Argh. I will never understand the minds of Singaporean Parents.

I have decided that next year, I will book a room at the Ritz, and I will watch the fireworks in airconditioned comfort, sipping bubbly with my feet sinking in plush carpeting.

As Jem would say, "Wah.. You damn H.M. (High Maintenance)"

Look, I'm not H.M. okay.... I just don't come cheap. :)

Fireworks!

Pretty good view huh? :)

By now you must be wondering... What the hell is the Little Miss Shy thing about.....?

See my T-Shirt?? It's silly coz Im absolutely NOT SHY!!! wahahahahahaa.. haa..ha...ha.... nevermind. Only Angie got the joke. sigh.

Angie & Geri Do Bangkok

Yes guys, you can get hold of our latest video, "Angie & Geri Do Bangkok" over the internet at ACCCCCKKK!!! *ducks the vase Angie flings in my direction*

Kidding la girl... Kidding la. Geez.

So anyway, we touched down in Bangkok and Angie was greeted by the lady in charge of the taxi stand at the airport with a "You are so pretty!".

I turned to Angie and said, "Welcome to Bangkok!" haha...

And that set the tone for our next few days in Bangkok.

Everywhere we went, Men would ogle at her... Like, REALLY blatantly STARE.

I would just laugh to myself as I watched the men's reactions. Sigh. The men in Bangkok had no idea wat hit them. ;)

So we shopped and shopped until we had no money. Literally.

After bargaining for two pairs of shoes at Suan Lum Night Bazaar (MY FAV PLACE), Angie and I dug into our wallets, pulled out every dollar and cent we had, and still found ourselves short of 100 Bhat!

So PAISEH can. We were two siao girls squealing and laughing in embarressment. So instead of buying two pairs, we said we would only get one. I think the owner took pity on us and agreed to let us buy the shoes at a cheaper price. hahahaha. Good tactic huh?

Another highlight was our trip to the Grand Palace. Well, how would I know that berms weren't allowed into the temple? Look, it's Bangkok. You can't expect me to walk around in jeans. And anyway... I'm culturally insensitive.

So we joined the queue of other Culturally Insensitive People to rent clothes just so we could enter into the compound.

I used my shawl as a skirt and rented a huge ugly MAN's shirt. Angie got a cute traditional Thai skirt. After putting on our clothes, we looked like two village girls who just came down from the mountains of Chang Mai to visit Bangkok city for the first time. So goondu looking.

To make myself look even MORE stupid. I actually slipped down the marble steps of the Grand Palace. Angie swore it was a graceful fall. All I know was that my bum hurt so bad.

My ego hurt worse, so I got up and walked away like everything was normal. We finally sat down in some corner so that I could finally let my face crumple and start whining about my bruised ka cheng.

Hahaha... what a memory. :)

Anyway, even though Angie and I shared one bed every night, we were both just so tuckered out we just SLEPT.

So, sorry Ming Han... no lesbian videos for you.

We Love Bangkok!

Our hotel room. Quite nice hor? :)



Intro-ing Angie to my fav street snack, fried quail eggs with fish sauce! YUM!


And also another fav, streetside Pad Thai!!! YUM! And its only 80cents!!! Double YUM! :)

Jim Thompson's House, a traditional Thai house built by Mr. Thompson. Very pretty :)

This one look like ad rite? hahahahaha..... bleah.

Going barefoot and feeling Kampung-ish. :)



I loved the pots of water lilies and lotus flowers! My fav pics of the whole trip :)

The Village Girls visit the Grand Palace! hehehe...
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Trying to look "Anti" (prononuced "an-tye"). Geddit? Argh. Forget it.

SHOES GALORE! So cheap leh... and so many nice shoes that we had to control ourselves from overbuying.


Thailand - The Land of Smiles. *Heeee*

And trust me... I WILL BE BACK IN BANGKOK AGAIN!!!

Ah Ron vs. Ah Beng

I was having coffee with my guy and gal pals when my phone rang.

It was 11.30pm and my phone screen flashed with the words, "Withheld".

"Shit", I thought. "Please do not tell me it is that gross, weird, strange disgusting Ah Beng whom I met at Dragonfly."

It was months ago when he cornered me into giving him my handphone number. (Look, its a long stupid story. Trust me when I say I did not have much of a choice.) Apparently he had called a couple of times but I never dared pick up my phone whenever I saw that the number was withheld.

I started to panic, (Trust me, I am really bad at handling such situations) and refused to pick up the phone.

"Gimme the phone", demanded Ron. " I will handle him."

I gladly handed over my phone and decided Ron could do it.

"Hello?" She answered quite fiercely.

All five of us listened intently.

"Who? I'm sorry but there is no such person as Gee-Ree." (Apparently that was how he pronounced my name. Sheesh.)

I continued to watch and listen in a mixture of awe and panic. I did not realise I was literally chewing my nails as the conversation continued.

"Met WHERE?! DIGGER-FLY??!! (Apparently he couldn't pronounce DragonFly either...) No, I don't know any _____ from Digger-Fly!", she responded sacarstically. (I will not state his name coz apparently, I still have a heart. ;p)

"I'm sorry," she continued, "But there is no such person as Gee-Ree whom you met at Digger-Fly. Goodbye."

I applauded.

Then, the phone rang again.

Wah. This guy got balls sia.

"Hallo??!" Ron answered. "Look I told you there is no Gee-Ree whom you met in Digger-Fly okay?! Please do not call this number again."

*standing ovation to Ron*

The phone ACTUALLY rung again for the third time but I think he thought better of it and hung up after a few rings.

I bet he will never call me again. :)

Thank you Ah Ron.

Ah Ron -1, Ah Beng - 0.

Which brings to mind again... why do I always get the weirdos???!!!

Bah.

Para Para Paradise!

Jem, Ming, Ron and myself met up at Bedok for an impromtu dinner.

Why? Mainly coz the boys wanted to play Virtua Tennis *roll eyes*

Ended up at a super retro, old-skool arcade at East Coast Park which co-incidentally, did NOT have Virtua Tennis.

So.. Lan Lan lor.

While the boys settled in to Street Fighter, Ron and I decided to hack it out on the Dance Dance Revolution machine.

I was SO freakin PAISEH.

Thank God it was a quiet night with barely anyone there.

So we stomped away on the machine, laughing our guts out and looking like complete idiots.

We ended on such a high, we proceeded to the Para Para machine and continued to look like REALLY BIG idiots. (Who would have guessed that arm waving is much harder than stomping around!)

While Ron proceeded to flail her arms about, I spied a maid watching and laughing her guts out.

"Ron! Got people laughing at you!", I shrieked between gasps of laughter.

"Dun liddat la!", she wailed while she continued to flail helplessly about.

We ended up convincing the two boys to play too and they were hooked. Jem and Ming were surprisingly good. Bloody closet Ah Bengs I say....

And honestly... It felt good to regress into childhood for awhile. :)


Dancing Queen! *stompstompstomp*



Getting ready to look stupid. ;p


The Corporate Beng and the Ah Beng. Arcade buddies for life. :)

Am off to Bangkok for a holiday with Angie on Saturday! Get ready for some lesbian action girl!

*pounce*

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