Sheeesh,,, 3:52 PM

There goes November...

Here comes December...

So fast, its like membuang air besar. You hardly feel the time passing by. Damn you Earth! Why spin so fast?! Its the holiday...spin a bit slow will ya??? Sheesh...

Parents and their little minds...

Whenever my phone rings, the first thing my mum will say

Mummy: Vic...your girlfriend calling...*:P*

Vicky: Ish...*=.=*(Answer then put down phone)

Mummy: So what your girlfriend said?

Vicky: (Angry) Oi! Mana ada! (Insert a friend name which is a boy here) la! Ya jak tahu girlfriend girlfriend girlfriend...ya baru sikda hidup panggil ya jak...

Mummy: (Laughs)

Vicky: (Walks angrily away)

If seen walking next to a girl which i may or might know or unknown to me...

Vicky: Hey!

Daddy: Hey...who's that?

Vicky: Who?

Daddy: That...(points rudely)

Vicky: Ne aku tauk...

Daddy: (Looks suspicious with his laser eyes)

And when something like me spotted talking to a girl which might looks like im talking to her or not talking to her...

Mummy: Aaaa...go dating harr...why dont say earlier. I give you more money so that you can chia her lunch later. (Giggles)

Vicky: What the fff... But she's not! I hardly knew her! Nya kawan, kawan aku...

Daddy: (Interrupt) So is she chinese? (With laser eyes)

Vicky: Ummm yea...

Daddy: Good...good...how old?

Vicky: Dunno...baru know...

Daddy: Ooo...surname?

Vicky: Oi! Drive gik! Banyak li tanyak...

Everyone: (Laughs like hyena)...

Vicky: Keluarga gila...

Because of these incidents which generally make my face red like cherry...also make me

• going out with friends seems hard
• answering the phone seems hard
• walking around with girls seems hard
  
• talking to them infronts of my friends seems hard
• talking about relationship is impossible
• going out with friends seems hard

I wonder how will they go when I finally got my own car and spotted driving it with a girl in it.

Let me visualize...

Mummy: Hah!!! Who's this Vic?

Vicky: Friend... (Slowly sliding down the chair)

Mummy: Aaaa...where are you going?

Vicky: Pergi makan...

Mummy: Aaaa...ok ok...here's RM20...go eat somewhere nice...*winks*

Vicky: Ummm thank you...

Mummy: Owh yea...(looks at girl) Whats your name?

(Lets just say this girl is Nicole Scherzinger)

Nicky: Nicole Scherzinger, auntie...

Mummy: Have fun! Ummm watch out...Vic's a big eater...(laughs)

Vicky: Oi!!!

Then when i reached home.

Daddy: Hmmm i heard you when out with a girl today...Nicole Zinger Burger izit?

Vicky: Scherzinger...

Daddy: Ya...so is she chinese? How old? (Add any extra questions here)

Vicky: ...gila punya keluarga...

Everything written above is real and might be modified due to memory problem except the when i have car part which is totally made up. And please note...I dunno anyone close by the name Nicole and if I insult such person which i dont know...sorry i say to you.

Eventhough you think some words I said were harsh, my parents never felt offended from what I said. No wonder they still jokes around with me.

Well I still love them though eventhough how crazy and unexpected they can be...

Hmmm talking about Nicole Scherzinger...

...

Ummmmmm....Lewis Hamilton will be angry if i say anything about her...

Wait...you dont know Lewis Hamilton is her boyfriend??? Sigh...so lame...hehehe

Thats all for today...

The Road to District Camp: Practise Week 3 12:08 AM

Sorry for being awfully quiet. Busy with life and pretty much lazy to go online nowadays. I take resting from blogging very...very seriously...or its just plain laziness...

And happy birthday to Jeremy! Sorry cant come...you want me to chia you some latte to make it up to you??? ^^

Hehehe...

The 3rd week of practise...the gates of hell is getting closer by the minutes. But by each week the 09 is getting stronger, mature, hotter, sexier, tougher and manlier...

No theme this week...just plain waste your life by going to school and do some shitty ass order by us seniors. Hehehe

emo piece of...i meant he's sleepy

The first meeting of the week is all about wasting time with fitness and building a multifunctional bridge.

So, the fitness part was filled with yoga, jogging and running around like small kids. Yup...i meant we played the old classic primary school game of colop without the colopping part.

Then Jon asked all of us to build some weird contraption...the friction bridge. Although its pretty much wasting time and wood if its a bridge, we thought it would make a good table and a wobbly bench and a rough bed for hardcore---... :P

wtf r we doing here again? owh yea...

...jon's bridge of death...i meant friction bridge...

it holds! maybe for a few seconds...

Next, we just think about what to do for the next meeting. While everyone was busy yapping around, i was playing with the bamboo, thinking im Megaman.

Thats all for that day lame meeting. I slept in the den all alone, half naked till my computer class starts....hehehe.

The next meeting was about backwoods cooking...again. Although now everyone brought their own stuff making my job as a treasurer far more easier. More money for myself! Yippee!

Sadly, the chicken was marinated and prepared earlier...so no cock head for me to play. Although Jon's bloody fish was fun to clean and play with. The common cleaning of the fish innards becomes a hands-on biology lesson and Darwinism class. Sigh...fish are so primitive and stupid. The brain is so small and the body is mainly compose of flesh instead of useful organs. Hehehe...but they make good fillet though and make me proud to be a human being.

no head for me?

vic played with other heads instead...ummm...wat?!

i didnt do that alone...seriously!!!

Then we dumped the chicken into a tin and let burn on the ambers. The fish? Mo took some bamboo and it became the pan for the fish to cook. After everything is cook, we put our hands and mouths in to the food we cook. The chicken was wonderful but the fish was awful. Blame it on the one who bought it, i guess...Jon. Mamak Bernard and his assistants made some pancakes which tasted like roti canai. Goes well with the chicken.

Jon however, made some twist or dough twisted around a stick or a skewer and burned using fire. Two words to you Jon...it sucks. Hahaha...

yum...lizard kebab...

Jungle Chef Dawson thought of making some bananas, coated with milk and heated using fire. Dont know how it taste like but i heard it was pretty sweet.

Then we parteeeeey...luckily that was not liquor and the absentees of girls...
You get what i meant...

Then we locked up poor Mo in the den like a monkey.

Just two weeks left...to hell...