Last week, I was at Suntec's Guardian with my cousins and heroic brother, Jared, after dinner. Lately, Jared has been popping losenges like candy due to an unwanted, annoying cough. This evening, Jared wanted to pick up some Fisherman's Friend losenges. We made our way up to Guardian and dispersed once we hit the store looking at various items of interest. I was with Lydia (cousin) in the hair product section enjoying the free scents of various fruit and flowers and other oddities like liang liang (what IS that stuff?) and jojoba. So here I am, minding my own business, letting my eyes skim the colour packed shelves, when out of NO WHERE, something smacked me square in the forehead and fell to the ground a little ways off from where I was standing, totally stunned. My first instinct was to look up at the celing because of course, the celing could be falling. At the same time, inside, I'm minorly cringing, waiting for my pain receptors to tell me how severe the smack in the head was. Then Jared bounds over half apologizing for something, half bending over laughing his stinkin butt off. Apparantly, he wanted to give me a "scare" by lobbing his packet of Fisherman's Friend over beside me, incidentally, his lob took on supernatural aim and attacked my face. Thankfully for Jared himself, it didn't hurt too much, and the situation was so incredibly random and stupid funny that I couldn't help but start laughing while slapping Jared's arm in a partially annoyed, partially very amused confused manner. Sigh. This be Jared, my brother.

All done exams, so OK LAH, I'LL UPDATE.

first, hahaha...
I AM NOT GOING TO HAWAII!!!! Although i wish i were. Karyne! who did you hear that from??
However, i am going to Singapore in december!

second...
summer skool starts in a lil over a week...booooo
only one course so not all that bad. trying to fit in work.

third...
Our dear  Rodney stopped by vancouver on his way to cambodia today! And so Adrian, Sherene, Min, babies and I went to take him out for lunch in Richmond(aka...hk...Rod felt very at home...so at home that he spoke a bit of canto to us which received blank stares). While we were having dessert we were talking about when each of us came to canada.
Me: "Min, when did you come here?"
Min: "Mmm, when i was seven."
Rodney: "Oh, so you're a bigger fob than me."
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH...there's irony for ya.

i learnt how to dry roses properly so that their petals still curl out a little instead of in...so that they look like dried versions of the live roses. i waited until the ends of the petels started drying out a bit while they were still in the vase(more like i procrastinated in hanging them), that way, they dried curled outward. iunno if this makes any sense, but my dried roses look pretty!Well, as pretty as dried roses can .

AND heheheheh....my friend got me this...
kudos for whoever can tell me what this is for...

it's ok...i didn't figure it out on the first try