The Chronicles of I am so lucky - Part I: The Time When We Used to be Tortured

Today I am feeling very camping-ish. it must've been the chat with Jit Shiong about going camping that ignited my fire! So the time machine shall teleport itself back to...1998...11 years ago. WHAT 11 years has passed since my 1st camp????!!!!! Well it wasn't really my 1st camp per se...but it was the very 1st combined camp I went to in high school.

EYTC with 1st South...i don't even remember what it stands for anymore...T = Training and C = Camp. And I absolutely reminisce those memories with a wide smile and a chuckle or two. Or drinks to splatter all over the table over mamak when laughing about it with the gang. My, those stories could really get the conversation started.

All those memories really made all of us active Girl Guides and Scouts grow so much... Traplex with 7th South...CTC with 8th South...and Talents Camp with 11th South (haha CLHS Scouts please correct me if I'm wrong)...
Let’s see...

1) countless patrol meetings that make “mak beh jin kia” (mom cant recognize child) and “kia beh jin mak” (child cant recognize mom)...not to mention being chased out of homes...and i can certainly name a few more friends that had the same thing happening to them... this tested our endurance which is so important in this cruel working world where shit is being dumped at us everyday but hey we ex-Guides and Scouts say what????? Say what???? Nothing. We just eat all of them, endure and plot our secret little revenge in dark.

2) drilling under the sun for hours practicing formations and fancy drilling steps...kirip kirip kirip kanan kirip...in those times we’ve tried so many types of fancy drillings...with gloves, prancing about, dancing ones, skipping ones...which all required concentration, synchronization and of course teamwork and cooperation among team members

3) Items...practicing dances and sketches...my personal favourite has to be 60s dance and Egyptian dance...the hours we’d put in, and making our own costumes too. This of course promoted teamwork, creativity and the silly sketches we make to move and touch the hearts of our “evaluators”...enhanced our shamelessness/thick skinned faces which serve us very well till now especially in this world where we must be thick skinned to survive

4) Chopping stupid bamboos till our hands shook like senile old people afterwards. Not to mention tying those gadgets – houses la, shoe racks la, tents la, bridges to have fatso excos stomp them down just to prove their point that “YOU CAN NEVER DO ENOUGH”. So you get the shit you get today, your boss throwing the bunch of paperwork to u and ask you to get those redone!!!! Back in those days...yeah whoever said that you can rest....you get to spend the rest of the camping days retying those gadgets middle of the night and falling asleep while tying them (hah – sorry lah i’m a Guide, not a Scout...you Scouts would know what i’m talking about)

5) Since we spent so much time doing logbooks, paperwork for camp preparations, till all the patrol members look identical... neways it means spending time together wont be fun if we don’t talk right...so of course we spend it cracking disgusting, dirty silly jokes, sharing laughter and tears if your ideas gets torn apart by the excos – it really made our bonds so strong, which i treasure till now. We’d encourage each other and keep feeling positive for the sake of your patrol members...It’s hard to forget THOSE friends...especially those who pee on you if you got sting by a jelly fish while swimming in the sea (Ahem you know who you are!!!! The pee-er and the pee-ee hahahahaha)

6) The silly songs that we made up and all in cryptic codes so that certain patrol members that we dislike wouldn’t know who and what we were singing about...while digging up sand by the drain...and picking worms and whatnot.... hahahaha

7) Looking like hionghamuis aka village girls to buy stationeries and accessories for our camping stuff. We were so tanned and dirty from all those walking, drilling, dancing, planning...not to mention midnight adventures to celebrate patrol member’s birthdays...Hello!!! We were a bunch of 13-15 year olds...in those times we don’t have such canggih things yet...i’m not sure if we even had mamak then or not...but i think got lah... that tested our bravery because midnight adventures just weren’t our thang :P

8) Drooling over the cute guy in the next patrol!!!! Its unfortunate that i’ve never wound up with cute guys in my patrol (hahaha just joking-lah) but i remember those times when me, Lin, Janice would go crazy over Mr.BS – Broad Shouldered....our knees would go wobbly...

Ahhhh those times...time to go to sleep... to be continued....but i know that there are so many of you that agree (since 80% of the ppl i know back in high school were actually scouts/guides)...and I'm sure all of you have your very own unforgettable moments with your patrols :)

The Happiest Fairy Tale Ever

Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl 'Will you marry me?'

The girl said, 'NO!'

And the girl lived happily ever after and went shopping, dancing, drank whole bottles of wine, chatted for hours on the phone to friends, always had a clean house, watched chick flicks without feeling guilty, never had to cook, did whatever the hell she wanted, never argued, didn't get fat, didn't have to pay for dual view tv, travelled more, had a career, had many lovers, didn't save money, and had all the hot water to herself. She went to the theatre, never watched sports, owned every remote control in the house, never wore friggin lacy lingerie that went up her arse, had high self esteem, never cried or yelled, and felt and looked fabulous all the time.

THE END

aiyaya

just now i curi tulanged to go breakfast and was walking with a colleague towards the makan place... and an indian guy was on a bike riding past us

he immediately slowed down and showed me a thumbs up finger and said stuff like "i've never seen a better ass on a Chinese girl" or something like that @#%#$^# ??????? then he made shape of the bosom very cun also or something la...and while riding for the next 100 meters he just kept his eyes on us...

then you know what the guy just stopped by the roadside when we passed by just to 'pay his compliments' again and kept showing thumbs up sign...but at least he wasn't tailing us that's like so freaky...he then said "byebye" and left...

i dont mind if a guy appreciates la...but until so blatant and hamsap...well then again, i may be biased because he was on a bike, if he had been on a Merc or something maybe I would feel flattered right? well, life...why can't a man on a sportscar pay attention or something? hahahaha. but i still feel 'violated' and 'harassed' la

which comes to the question...my gym sessions must be showing some results then??? :P

Just to say hi

cos these few weeks quite busy at work...facebook still blocked at work...

updates:
1) the rumour/gossip with my colleague is gone (great!)
2) might possibly switch to a new position in the company (but nothing firm yet, the soonest will be August I believe)
3) need more money!

be back soon :) toodles.

did a little spring cleaning on my blog

checking up on my blogroll, apparently i'm not the only one who hasn't been blogging...so if your name is no longer on my blogroll, it means you have not updated for about a year!!! but if your name is still there, it means i have hopes that you would update :)

had a good weekend...managed to catch up with 3 lovely penang chicks - pao, ping, heng...we went to this nuffnang thing? however, i do realize that i am too old to be involved in these kinda activities nemore. :( screaming my lungs out seeing kennysia is just so not....me.

Friday i went for karaoke with 2 other colleagues cos we didn't have to work. whoa. RM5++ inclusive of salad buffet and screaming our lungs out? thats sweet...and sunday (i just discovered that my aunt has the best karaoke system at her house) i got to polish a little bit more of my singing (or the lack of it skills) :) :)

and finally managed to set up my hookah/nargila/shisha which i bought in Dubai (that's like 2 months ago). at a garden setting sumore. topped with an amazing yoga session the day before. i'd say that life is pretty good.

sometimes the simple things that comes easily in life is hard to beat.

am i being incoherent? :) *hardly. remember the previous post to which i mentioned a colleague getting a divorce? apparently now part of a rumor - that we have an affair...i'm like the manipulative mistress that is going after him for his money...and now that he's getting a divorce, i'm supposedly very happy about it...???? what the $@^#%&?

just because he speaks to me often (and yes, he does find me attractive but he finds about 100 others attractive too) and we've had several breakfasts together makes me a mistress. i wonder if i'm any good in bed. i must be, since i'm a mistress. you think it's easy to become a mat salleh's mistress ah? need to be super attractive too. i should feel flattered. i kinda found out the source of the gossip - so i'm not so agitated like i was last week. because initially i thought i was 'betrayed' by the colleagues i work closely with...but it turns out (probably) to be from another division which i dont know anyone...so its ok ... treat as free publicity loh...