at aprroximately 9:20pm today, my whole household ( yes tat includes myself, my sis, my mom and my dad ) were gripped in fear, screamin at the top of our lungs, clinging to whatever we hold dear. some stood on the chair, while some found comfort on the bed instead.

okay wat happened was i was happily chatting on msn in my room after dinner, when at the corner of my eye, i saw something. something tat made my heart skipped a beat. i saw a slimy, cold, eerie, four legged, cold blooded creature! a LIZARD!! oh man!! of all creatures?? a lizard!! i froze bout for 5 seconds then decided to make a dash for my ever trusty sheltox. as soon as i moved, the lizard ran for cover behind the mirror. but being the mean me (tsktsk), i decided i would not let the lizard slip away even if it would cost me my whole bottle of sheltox. i sprayed behind the mirror, and sprayed again, hoping to get rid of the lizard. for awhile there was peace. and the lizard was forgotten soon enough.

then so happen when my sis n my mum was in the room, the lizard made a re-appearance, u know like an invitation for us to go after him. sis made a jump towards the bed, where as i, who was sitting nicely on the computer chair, ended up standin on the computer chair, frantically asking my mum to go for the sheltox. 'spray! spray!' was wat my sis n i could say..in between screams la tat is. hehe..the lizard jus wouldnt giv up. it crawled under my bed, with my mum still chasin it with the can of spray, using it unsparingly. finally, when we tot it was all over for the lizard, as it lay motionless on the floor, dad came with the broom n wanted to sweep it away. but as soon as the broom touched the body of the lizard, the lizard came to life again n started squirming. wah scary man!!! haha. we gave the lizard his last dose of spray, forcin it into the dustpan. n last i heard, it took a long fall fr my balcony. ( not tat bad wat, 1st floor onli mah :p )

sigh. hopefully i dun hav nightmares bout lizards tonite! arrgh!! fingers n toes crossed :p

something i got fr cminh who jus came back fr kuantan. he went there as a dj/coordinator with a technician. on the other hand, the 2 promoter girls were from an agent back in kuantan.

sum guy : ok this is bb and this is girlgirl ( while introducing the 2 girls )

no offense but girlgirl?
i hav no problem with tat name, my dad calls me tat once in a while AT HOME even. but being referred to tat at work as well?? hmmm...

cminh has loads of experience to share im sure. ask him n u'll know. believe me, you wont be disappointed. :p

jus when u thought things would get better, it does not. jus when u thought u hav finally pulled urself together, and you're feeling on top of the world where nothing can wipe tat smile fr ur face, things take a turn. ironic isnt it? i laugh at it at times even.

ok la i think i shouldnt dwell so much into it. the more i think, the worse it gets. i've to start repeating 'life is going great' in my head for approx 100 times. okay at the rate im going..i need even more..tsktsk...:p

to all who were there listening, thanks alot. thanks for being so patient and thanks for giving me valuable advises tat i would never forget. :p

to all my beloved frens, alot of u i wish i had more time to spend with u. honest. i miss all the special moments we all share. the funny stuffs we used to do. i luv u guys loads n i truly treasure each n every one of u. yes, tat means if u're the crappy one, i still luv u. if u're the lame one, i still luv u. even though u're just the quiet one, u know wat?? i still luv u!! :p hehe..really all of u have a special place in my heart. a place tat no one else can ever replace.

and sorry if i wasnt the fren tat i should be. really my intentions were never like tat.

sorry a bit off topic..but..pics fr penang again!!! heheh..


us peeking fr the bathroom

the bollywood stars

group pic!!

the candid shot

picture time!!




and the star of the day goes too...*drum roll* VALERIE TAN! hahaa..( this is payback time for saboh-ing me with flour the other day! MUAHAHAH.. )


she convincin the rest tat she's not a mafia ( failed to do so though )


and she sitting in a bucket of ice for 15 seconds!

since coming back fr camp till now, i want to blog bout camp. i click the 'create new post' button, only to find myself staring at the cursor on a plain, empty white text box. after a few minutes, i close the window. this happens for a few more times. really, words fail me. i can never really describe how camp was to me. great? yah. awesome? definitely. fun? but of cos!! ekke...

all this while before camp, i tot it was gonna be onli a short weekend up in genting full of fun. true i expected God to move, but not in this manner. i never expected to feel this way, in awe, at a point where im lost for words. all the messages during the sessions hit home, to where it matters most. not only for me, but for most of the campers, if not all. it hit me so hard tat i jus could not ignore it. so real that i jus want to break down n cry my hearts out.

i would want to believe that this would be the start of something new. :p

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during camp, i tell u im such a blurcase la. 'big prawn head' in other words. i'm given a new camp manual, onli to find the camp manual i tot i misplaced a few minutes later in my bag. i open the door to my room, but din know where i left the key when i wanted to leave..only to find it under my blanket. realised i 'lost' my glasses in the morning after a night of supper in manna hall, walks up to the slope, games of heart attack n bluff, and crap talks in numerous rooms. searched for it high n low, only to find it at the table in the seminar room.

but im glad i found all the items i 'lost' during those brief moments though. :p

at the recent exhibition i worked for, the booth opposite the place i was working had this guy approximately 40 years of age... he was the only one there, with no colleagues, no exhibits, no buntings, or watever posters. nothing at all. zilch. the only thing he had was a see through cupboard thingy at the corner which he stored sum tiny stuffs tat i din really get to see wat it was. so the whole day he'll be sitting in the middle of the booth alone, playing his laptop, not approaching any visitors, n well, with no visitors or potential customers enquiring anything from him at all. so all of us at my place was kinda wondering about this peculiar man, n the reason for him to take part in this exhibition in the first place. as i was walking around mines shoppin centre..

guy : hey u're the girl fr the exhibition rite? ( in an accent i can hardly understand )
me : errr..yah..( tryin hard to dig deep into my oh so failing memory )
guy : r u local?
me : yeah..errr..( tot it was only polite if i asked him back ) how bout u?
guy : im fr taiwan
me : oh ic ( pretending to be interested )
guy : ur malay?
me : no, im chinese
guy : ( his eyes brightened up) OHHHH fr CHINA??
me :

continuation..



we look like dwarfs next to the giants!! eheh..

due to overwhelming requests, ( actually only 2..tsktsk )more pics!! hahah





wonder wat 'view' steven got..hmmm..