1st January 2006

Lastnight went out at 10pm, thinking to only relax and enjoy the heavenly delights of MacDonald’s. I think I had too much pent up energy that even after walking for a few kilometers during the evening and running for another 2km, my body was still very much active. So much for the theory of running my energy off… hehehe…

So anyway I had twister fries, chocolate sundae and coke while my cutie of a fren had tea and nuggets. I had intended to pay for it since I did ask him out but that exasperating fren of mine had other ideas.. there goes my title of Miss Indepent. He has a very ‘nice’ habit of making my title drop a few notches especially with that ‘look’ of his.

So with my hyperactive self and adrenaline still singing merrily in my blood, I guess I took the wrong menu. The moment I muched those delights away, I got more hyper (trust me, coke and icecream and fries makes me very hyper and that was lucky that I didn’t have coffee along) which resulted in me yapping happily about my school life years ago, places to find great and cheap food in Singapore and having girl talk with a guy fren… lol… yes hunnies, I had gal talk with a guy, horrible… lol

From the look on his face, I can assure you that he was shocked. Can’t fault him since everytime we went out, I only spoke a few sentences that has nothing pertaining to my personal life and all it took to make me feel loosen up was 2 cups of medium sized coke, large fries and sundae. Well at least he didn’t say a thing about my weird passion for french fries dipped in vanilla ice cream. Did I mention that the invention tasted heavenly? hehehe..

At around 15mins to midnight, we took off to Stulang, a jetty area, much to my surprise since after all he only said we are going to get my coke and munchies. That night, I found out that my dear fren has a sadistic amusement at seeing me squirm in my seat. I can’t help it since that moron didn’t bother refueling his tank and it was 1mm touching the Empty Zone. He even had the cheek to say that in case the fuel ran out, I will have the honor of pushing his car. Yeah right! Not if I push him off the road first!!! lol…

Even after pestering him to refuel, he still cheerily drove to Stulang while I resist the urge to whack him on the head a couple of times with my keys (that’s the only thing I brought other than my HP and wallet). We finally reached there after a long stretch of traffic jam only to be faced with another heavily congested road heading to the Stulang area. Now I remember why I never go out during New Year’s Eve, heavy traffic congestion.

The place was so populated, which I can wager it only happens once a year, that to find an empty parking lot is as good as searching a needle in a hay stack but eventually we did. So there we were walking along the bricked pathway when suddenly the ground underneath my right foot disappeared and I went vertically fell onto the ground. It turns out that 2 of the bricks were missing which resulted a hole in the path and since it was hollow, my whole right leg filled the void. After righting myself up with help of course, hearing a group of passing by young bikers teasing and laughing at my expanse and listening to my fren asking for my welfare, I did the one thing which I was extremely tempted to do since the fall. I laughed.

The scenario of my falling seems extremely hilarious to me that I can’t seem to stop laughing even after my fren seen to my feet. I had never thought that a scene that usually happen in a cartoon would take its effect on me. The very idea of me falling vertically caused by a hole is really funny. There were a few scratches and a huge blue-black wound on my upper thigh which my fren does not know of (if he does, I am sure that he would never let me off his sight whenever we go out). But other than that, the whole thing went on quite smoothly.

After that fall, my fren took the responsibility of being my nanny, LITERALLY!! Yeah laugh all you want… Everytime we’re going to cross the road he makes sure that I hold his hand, he will always walk infront of me to make sure there isn’t anymore unexpected holes (which I think is a lil too much) and… UGH! the list is too long…

Hey don’t take it in the wrong side. I do appreciate his care and concern but its just that I had been too independent for years of my life and to have someone looking over me is quite a change for me… I guess I need to do a lil change on my part.

We saw a few drunkards, kids whom I think deserved to be in bed at that hour, couple smooching and yeah.. everything seems to be going quite smoothly.

Oklah.. too tired to type more.. Need to sleep else that person is going to have my ear for looking worse than a panda in China. Hehehe..

Oh yeah that picture above is my 60yr old uncle who is repairing his Honda CRV with my dad at my place. Who says old men can’t work?

Ciaoz hunnies!!

Quote of the day: Never think you are too old to have fun