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Wow.

Its 2006.

Time flies.

I’m Sec 3 now (officially).

Its a whole new school year, with a new class, new friends, new teachers, etc.

But one last post on 2005.

Yesterday.

It all started with an early spring cleaning of the attic on the mid-level. There was so much to clear, yet our whole family with all seven members managed to do it in one afternoon =P.

However, some balloons were found. Ancient, they proved to be quite difficult to use. So, my sisters pumped water into them and rolled them on the ground for Cookie (the dog) to play with.

I threw the water balloon up, and she caught it in her mouth, exploding inside.

Ouch.

She ate the rubber fragments.

One of my sisters then threw a water bomb at my other sister. This triggered a water fight (with balloons or not). The victim threw a water balloon at the culprit. It didn’t explode.

She picked it up, and tried again.

Nothing happened.

She took the hose and sprayed the smelly one.

That worked.

That triggered a water war.

Both sisters went for hoses.

My brother went for the Super Soaker (someone resurrected it from the dead).

I had nowhere to go.

I went to get to tubes that I could fill with water.

When I tried to go into battle, I was the wettest one.

I took an umbrella.

That worked, somewhat.

My two sisters jumped into the pool.

When I was near enough, my brother pushed me in, my sister having failed twice.

When he was near enough, me and my sister pushed him in.

The smelliest brother came and joined us, wearing pink Quiksilver board shorts.

We played monkey with a beach ball for a while, me with my tubes, my brother with his gun.

My eldest brother left first, towelling off with a pink towel. Interesting choice of colours.

We went up much later, to a dinner of Creamy Pasta with cheese. Yummy!

After that, my whole family went out for various parties, leaving me all alone at home  =(

But I had fun, and that’s what matters =P …

Happy New Year everyone!
Gab.

PS Why is no one online?

Short and sweet, basically, we went to Sentosa to swim =P.

My parents, sisters and I went to Sentosa for a luxurious day off, no worries or troubles.

We first swum at Tanjong Beach amidst the slippery moss-covered rock islands in very deep water (which my sisters always asked me if I could stand in, but I almost drowned myself trying to find out…)

So after we tired of swimming, we went for a joyride around Sentosa Cove to look at my Mum’s dream house, where she hopes to live one day (maybe after retirement…). Most of the land is sold, but hardly any buildings or construction had begun to spring up…

When our stomachs were growling, we were going to go out of Sentosa, but we didn’t want to waste our admission fee, so we decided to have lunch inside Sentosa, then go for something else afterward.

At the food centre, we had chicken rice (but that wasn’t great), and some other stuff (that wasn’t great either), and we decided not to stay on in Sentosa cuz everything there was super expensive (espeically Underwater World)…

We came home and made up for our dissatisfying lunch by pigging out in the kitchen with Haagen Dazs ice cream, with me finishing quite a lot of tubs (not the whole thing, just the last bit that was left).

Later in the afternoon, my parents brought me to buy my school books at Popular book store, cuz the school bookshop is not open for the holidays anymore =P (Good luck Eugene).

So after that, they went to look at clocks and watches, also buying me a calculator (quite hi-tech, but i don’t know how to use =P)…

Dinner was great, I ate quite a lot, and dessert too… I need to lose weight =P

That shall be my New Years’ Resolution.

1. Lose weight.
2. Work hard.
3. Play less.
4. Eat less.
5. Keep these resolutions.

Happy New Year everyone!

My family goes up to KL for two purposes; to eat and to shop =P. This trip was precisely that.

The drive up was okay, except for the horrendous traffic jam toward the end of the North-South Highway, but other than that, it was pretty fine.

We got to the Concorde Hotel without MUCH difficulty, with the exception of the expected KL traffic jams and the occasional loss of direction with the disorientation that seems inevitable in Malaysia.

That night we had dinner at some Chinatown place, where we had a good feast, and some magosteens after. I tried one or two, and even ate one that tasted REALLY bitter. Only then was I told not to eat the yellow stuff… "Now you tell me…" were my exact words.

We met several nice people who brought us out for meals (and showed us what KL had to offer).

Aunty Maureen, whom I trust will not read this blog, has absolutely *splendid* driving skills. From what I am told (since I was asleep in the car due to my mild fever), she couldn’t see the traffic light turn from amber to red, so she simply followed the car in front of her, which happily shot through the junction with her trailing. When my mother pointed out that it was a red light, she stopped dead in the centre of the junction, with cars bypassing her front and her back, luckily skilfully done so that we were quite safe. Thankfully, we survived to have a nice meal; chicken hor fun or something like that. I barely ate, since I came down with a fever earlier that morning, and didn’t feel well at all.

I ended up going back to the hotel to rest, while my crazy family went shopping the rest of the afternoon, leaving my elder sister to take care of me (but she went swimming while I was asleep) till they came home and went out again for dinner (leaving me all by myself).

I was getting bored when they came home, and invited me down for dinner, where I had a buffet (since it was cheaper than ordering anything from the a la carte menu).

That night I could hardly sleep since I had already slept the whole afternoon away. When I was awoken in the morning, I was surprised that I was not tired at all.

My father’s brother’s wife’s brother (sister in law’s brother), Uncle Phillip, took us out for lunch at some distant coffee shop in a nearby town. One thing for sure, (hope he doesn’t find this blog), if Aunty Maureen’s driving was splendid, his was *SUPERB*.

1. He U-turned from the second turning lane, which is illegal (and uncourteous), and also made my brother do it, since he was following behind!

2. He indicated to cut into the right lane, but when my brother (who was following his car) let him out and blocked up the right lane for his exit, he didn’t cut out. So my brother, to allow cars to pass him, cut into the left lane, Uncle Phillip cut out into the right lane, so my brother had to follow him (and looked like a fool in thr process).

3. He drove all the way up to a green light intersection and stopped to allow jaywalkers to cross the street.

That’s about all I can rememeber about his driving, but he also has this fearful eyebrow that has a clump of hair sticking out in the centre, like a claw or something… Fascinating.

At the coffee shop itself, there was a toilet which, as I was told, was a small cubicle with a sloping floor and water to wash whatever out of the cubicle through a hole in the side. Basically, it was a flat floor with a hole to one side. Outside on the door, it said in Chinese,"bu zun da bian", meaning,’not sutiable for big business’. How very appropriate.

Later that day, my eldest brother and my elder sister brought me to the amusement park in Times Square, where I sat on my first REAL roller coaster (one that goes upside down). I sound so sua ku, but nevermind, its VERY fun, and I went on it again, but not before we tried most other rides (on the adults’ level).

We had dinner with my Mum’s friends, Stephen and Evan (Evangeline? I don’t know, but it’s prounounced E-Vanne), who brought us to a hawker centre, where we had good chinese food, not unlike what we have here in Singapore. After that, we went for durians! (Sadly enough, I don’t eat them).

Thank goodness I had a blocked nose, but I was still emboldened enough to try one small seed. To say the least, I didn’t go for seconds =P.

The next morning was for packing already, and the drive home afer an EXCELLENT lunch at Jalan Imbi (the famous kway teow soup) was not disastrous, but it was a close call. We spent about an hour looking for the North-South Highway to get back home, and got stuck on the second link causeway due to a hoard of cars all trying to get back to Singapore through a limited number of open customs booths.

So now I’m back, after a VERY fun trip to KL, looking forward to more roller coasters after my sadly deprived childhood… That ends from this trip forth. I know how to eat fruits that I don’t eat, though I probably still won’t eat them, but most important of all, I want to sit on a roller coaster!!!

Anyone up for a ride?

On the 23rd, there was the Sec 1 orientation in school, and I had to go with the PSLs, but due to unforseen circumstances (namely my procrastination of purchasing my uniform), I chose to go with NCC instead of Peer Support.

Our first job was to stand around to "help" the teachers with the registration of the Sec 1’s. I really didn’t see how they needed my help, so I stood around behind her, standing idle but looking pretty =P and all macho in my army uniform.

Anyway, I soon got very bored (as we all were) of standing around looking at innocent children being led to their fate of being in a damn good school =P, so I walked around (illegally), but tried to look important, so no one tried to intervene or interfere with my (non-existent) business.

I talked to friends, eventually got SO bored of being confined to one place, that I started to walk around the school, until the PSLs got called off duty. I then went to the bookshop to help out, where I lazed about till we were dismissed. Hey, it was better than doing nothing… At least there it was interesting with company (that you could lie on, literally), and they actually got paid for it. Knowing me, I refused the check since I really didn’t do anything, so I was honest enough to walk away. (How much could it be? A few bucks?)

Then I went to Mr Ang’s house for the CHRISTMAS PARTY!!! Where we exchanged presents, watched movies, played Kokology, and had total 100% FUN. Then Mr Ang brought us all to dinner, where we had a feast, supposedly his treat, but everyone ended up force-feeding him money… Haha =P (I don’t think he was expecting that…)

Christmas Eve was great! I watched Narnia (for the second time) at noon (right after waking up), but this time it was much better, cuz of the "cinema experience" that piracy obviously does not offer.

I had choir practice after the movie (and after lunch too), but went extra late, and missed quite a majority of the practice. Anyway, it so happened that our choir was DAMN good that night, probably as good as carolling (maybe even better).

After dinner at my grandparent’s place (with SUPER beef), we went back for the midnight mass, to hear the choir. However, it was kind of a let-down, especially toward the beginning of the mass, but they improved toward the end.

I say, and my parents agree, that MY choir was better, and the 11pm mass was not worth going to, but after the mass, I met SO MANY friends, and some long-lost ones as well… (Janice, Amanda, Alicia, etc.)

So now, its last-minute Christmas present wrapping time, and I have to find preesnts to wrap, so…

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!

God bless,
Gab.

The choir retreat was one of the few opportunities that the 8am choir has had for a get-together and bonding, (besides choir practice), even though attendance was not OVERWHELMING, I must say that it turned out very well.

Anyway, Ben Teo (from Legion) joined the choir, and we stuck together (probably because we were anti-social), but also because there weren’t exactly that many people whom we knew personally. All the more important to make friends =P …

Ben Lee (Hannah’s bro) showed his crazy fun side, not to mention weird, while carolling… I must say he’s capable of much mroe energy than his usual Sunday sloth-like behaviour =P (No offense, Ben)…

Ben (BJ) came back from the UK with a British accent, and taught me a few things… Remind me to tell Marcus about this =P (him being a wannabe British)…

Ben Yap didn’t come, dunno where he went or what happened to him, (also dunno if I got his name right =P)

Ben Woon enjoyed himself thoroughly, watching movies, as well as singing his voice out during carolling =P …

The retreat was not much, in fact it was more of a relaxed thing, we watched some French movie about turning criminal boys into a choir, very nice movie, forgot the name =P …

On the second day, we played games. The Chair Game deserves special mention, due to the fact that it is no longer safe to play with plastic chairs. Take note, future PSLs, that the Chair Game, (in which you have to cross an area standing on a limited number of chairs), can only be used with FIRM METAL CHAIRS, unlike the flimsy plastic ones, which we used. The one I was standing on happened to ALMOST COLLAPSE under me, and I was alerted of its amazing weakness for heavyweights. May I also point out that I was NOT the only person standing on that chair. Two people (mainly me and Ben Teo) were standing on the seating portion of the chair, not spreading out our weight whatsoever (we had bigger problems, namely maintaining our lead =P), and therefore directly resulting in the near collapse of a perfectly lousy (did I mention flimsy?) plastic chair.

Yeah, sure, pity the chair….

After that, we had Captain’s Ball (which we lost dreadfully, due to our team’s superb aiming skills =P), followed immediately by a water bomb fight, which was our well-deserved triumph, due to superb strategy and sacrificing members, who served as a distraction, while three of us went around the building to catch them unawares from the back, stealing their own water bombs in the process, and using their own ammunition against them. Ain’t we good?

Carolling that evening was great, if not tiring. We pleased the nuns at the Carmelite monestary with our angelic voices, with great feats pulled off nicely, and harmonious tunes which brought great satisfaction to the crowds, also at our next destination, the Jesuit Refugee Service (JRS) Anniversary Dinner. They had to wait awhile, but we sang, ate, and moved on to Ben Teo’s house, where we sang, ate and talked.

The food was great, the house was (very) nice, and the company was fantastic. Val was busy foraging through the salad for her capsicums, while I had my fill of cherry tomatoes. Not forgetting the other great food as well, such as buscuits with tuna dip, and other good stuff, as well as desserts! Trifle, log cake, malt wine, etc. All very good, left me feeling a bit TOO full (becoming a frightfully VERY common situation these days…)

At around 11pm, we made our way to our respective homes, Hannah gave me a ride back, where I collapse on my bed, (after showering and all, of course), only to be woken up a few hours later for 8am mass, where I had to sing AGAIN, this time with a scratchy throat. But I managed to reach MOST of the high notes, although with barely the amount of gusto which was incorporated into the previous night’s performances…

After Sunday mass was an hour-long choir practice for Chrismas Eve mass, in which we learnt new parts and new songs, all very well and good for preparation, but not for my voice. Then we were told that we had a choice, stay on till 1.30 for a combined choir practice (with our mini-Strings orchestra with two wind instruments thrown in), or go for the Thursday choir practice, which is compulsory (but the Sunday one for those who couldn’t make it).

Lunch was at Hannah’s house, entertained by JJ and her brother TJ (BJ was probably hungover), who were constantly quarrelling and mostly entertaining =P.

The combined choir practice went quite well, if not for the participants who were half-asleep. The orchestra was very good, if not professional, since they consisted of children, mostly under fifteen years of age.

Just what I needed, MORE SINGING after somet wo days of non-stop of voice-straining vochal-chords torture. But I enjoyed every moment of it =P …

After my combined choir practice, I sat down with Hannah, Ben and Miriam (to wait for my Mum) and we listened to the SDG choir sing. Probably the most pro choir in St.Iggy’s, it boasted all four parts (Soprano, Alto, Tenor, Bass), and a very talented choir mistress, as well as a multi-talented choir master, who could sing and play the piano (too professionally), and both together as well.

But not for long, since I went to help out the SSVP with their Christmas function, in which they had a multi-course Chinese buffet dinner, which I partook in at some point, but left the bulk of the work to the adults, while I stole to the back secretly to drink two cups of Milo, on cup of Mocha, and one cup of tea, (all not at one shot of course).

I must say, I was eyeing the Malay table with a little envy, since they had KFC meals for dinner, as well as ice cream to top it off. However, I also managed to nick some of their Pepsi, as well as a leftover tub of ice cream.

I retired home, VERY tired, after two nights of short sleep, not knowing that the next day, I would be awoken at five and ferried to the airport to pick up my two very smelly sisters, returning home from Boston, dressed very elegantly, one with a White-Witch of Narnia fur coat, which I took a liking to =P

That day was indeed a noisy one, laden with good food and merry cheer. That afternoon, I FINALLY went to purchase my uniform, even though it would not be ready until about New Year’s Day. But at least I got that done.

That night, after a fantastic feast of a dinner, I went to bed with a happy, bloated stomach, full of high spirits.

The next morning, I woke up with a start. I didn’t get up for Legion! But it wasn’t TOO late, I rushed there, and found them jsut finishing up with their contact work. I joined them for Legion meeting, then had a fun time gossipping and playing pool at Paradiz Centre. Never in my life have I seen the cue ball fly so high =P (Nice one Marcus).

This has been a major four-day course in my life. I don’t expect much later on today (Wednesday)… But maybe I need to get my Christmas shopping over and done with, as well as my homework, and textbook-shopping.

Grrr… What does one require to get a good night’s sleep?

Yesterday, I was awoken rudely by a phone thrust in my face.

"It’s your call." someone said (I couldn’t open my eyes in the brightness of the sunlight, as I reached out for the cold metal that emitted loud crackling noises.

"Hello?" I mumbled blearily, sounding like someone half-dead.

"There are four free tickets in your wallet. Don’t waste it." A mysterious voice said briefly, and hung up. Was it a terrorist? Or even a conman, waiting for the opportune moment to strike upon his lowly prey, at its most vulnerable position. No, I recognized that voice! It haunted my dreams, even my waking hours! It was-

My eldest brother.

Indeed there were four tickets, for King Kong at Orchard Cineplex at 2.30 pm.

That morning was a bit of a hassle, trying to find three other friends to come along with me to see the movie. Belmond (who was always free) agreed immediately, while Kian Tat was out (signalling trouble). However, upon more desperate means of contacting him (such as calling his handphone) revealed that he COULD come, only much earlier than the movie. Now that proved to be a BIG problem indeed. He would be there at 2.15 pm, while Belmond could only be there at 2.20! Isn’t that simply DEVASTATING? I reached there at 1.45.

Other people were too stuck up to answer my desperate calls to get a fourth person. Oh well, I just had to take my good ol’ imaginary friend along then.

I strolled to Somerset MRT, to await the arrival of his Royal Slowpoke, Belmond Lee, buying a Super Big Gulp along the way, and a Cendol Mr Softee too. Apon arrival at the agreed meeting place, I sat down discreetly in a corner, putting my drink on a ledge, and crossed my legs, one of the fat, reckless buggers colliding with my poor drink and knocked it flat, spilling all its contents on the granite.

Let us now take a moment to remember Sprite Ice Super Big Gulp.

Moment over.

Anyway, after that merciless deed was done, I cursed my two dollars that went flowing down the drain (indirectly literally, since the drink fell into a longkang that I was sitting above). I waited, and waited, and waited, and-

Something vibrated in my pocket.

Was it a bomb that someone had placed upon my personal body? Or worse still, a tracking device for a homing missile! No, it was neither of these! It was-

My handphone.

I answered the call and it was Kian Tat, who said he had arrived, and was "there already". Where "there" was exactly, I have no idea, but I presumed he knew Orchard Road like anyone else (seeing as I had no clue). He expressed his concern at his inability to contact Belmond, and sensing this sudden crisis, I reassured him, and told him that Belmond would call me upon arrival.

I rang Belmond unsuccessfully. I tried again, fearing the results. What if there was a train crash? Or worse still, a train bomb! Or even-

He picked up.

He was two minutes away, and still alive, safe and sound. He fell asleep, and was too lazy to pick up his concerned friends’ calls.

I took him by a shortcut, of which only I knew (having discovered the path only seconds before I took it). In the end, we got lost, and decided to work our way to the nearest road, where right across it was a tall, glass building that said-

Orchard Cineplex.

We got our tidbits, entered the dark cinema, when suddenly, someone screamed. I could not see, my eyes were still adjusting to the darkness, when a large crowd laughed. Was it a gangrape? Or even a gangbang? No, it was-

An ad.

The movie was great, I won’t reveal anything here, just that King Kong is very ugly and immature, and has a bashed-in nose. He goes for fair women with curly blond hair, and big, blue eyes. STOP! I won’t give any more information than that. You will just have to see it for yourself!

That was great. I felt like rejoicing after that inprisonment in a comfortable seat, watching a very good film in such a nice, quiet environment, on such a big screen. Indeed, this was the type of luxury that you need a celebration for its conclusion. So I bought myself a… A… ACHOO!!!

An ice cream, which I thouroughly enjoyed, since it was a Strawberry Cheese Quake from DQ, my favourite! The next part of my celebration was to…

Go home, where I spent the rest of the day recuperating from that traumatic experience of encountering King Kong at large.

Go watch it,
GAB.

PS, King Kong’s chinese name is jin gang (jin: gold)(gang gang: just). Isn’t that fascinating? NO MORE SPOILERS! GO WATCH IT FOR YOURSELF!!

PSS, This is NOT an advertisment for any of the products/enterprises mentioned above. Just go and watch it.

Organizing this was, not surprisingly, very troublesome. I had to chase ppl for answers, and even then, last-minute change-of-minds were made… But irritating annoyances aside, it was one of the most successsful class parties (celebration or not) I had ever had in my history of annual class parties. I swore after Sec 1, never to have a birthday party again. This was different.

I broke my oath for one simple reason; it was a class party, the class was obligated to come. Those who ahd legitimate reasons were excused, those who "didn’t feel like coming" deserved to spend the weekend alone. *Ahem**CheeKeong**Ahem*

However, the movie was good, I enjoyed it (except maybe for my bursting bladder), and the dinner was okay too… Since I cooked it! (Well, some of it…) Most swam this time round, instead of last year (when only me and Darren swum during the party), but this was different. Even if they had no extra clothes, they came in wearing loaned trunks (I have to mention that Jun Jia looked particulary weird in my Dad’s old purple trunks…)

The swim was madness, the pump could not handle ten+ adolescent boys cannonball-jumping into the water, gangsplashing targeted victims, and especially the sudden displacement of water when a group jumped in together (which happened quite frequently =P)… More observation than participation on my part here though, I msut say I had lots of fun, even with minimal craziness…

The sleepover was even better. The partying went on till about midnight, when the swimming stopped, and the games begun (though the Xbox was already running for several hours)… Harry Potter for example, the Scene It DVD trivia game, that was super easy (apparently only to some)…

Sleeping was a bit problematic, with the limited space, and lack of blankets (since most felt cold by three in the morning…) But I wedged myself in between Wei Jie and Lennon (who were at a 90 degree angle, so I was at 45) and had a nice nap through Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone… Then when it ended, I woke up…

Since there was nothing else to do, I went back to sleep about two hours later (around 6 am) and woke up at around eight… What does one have to do to get some decent sleep in his own house?!?!?! (Nah, just kidding, I wasn’t planning on sleeping at all, but quite impossible without the assisstance of caffeine…)

That morning, I started by reading a book, then listening to my iPod when i got bored of reading… Then finally, they showed Harry Potter again, so I watched that (the full version this time) with disturbing comments from Lennon, well-deserving of very willingly-given "rewards" =P …

The whole of the morning was wasted away by then, and Harry Potter took us to lunch (not literally). The afternoon was also quite uneventful, unless you count the Xbox hoggers trying to get their last chance to play together…

That is about it, but I must say, the experience takes more than words to describe the atmosphere and feeling of this special class party. From a party veteran, take it from me, that there was never a party like this one.

Party 4eva,
GAB

PS, Hope yall enjoyed it as much as I did =P… Rock on 208 SD 2005! Powder crazy ppl…

Hmmm… For those who didn’t know, my birthday is on the 7th of Dec (just to let you know).

So on that day, nothing much happened, since I was at home pretty much the whole day… But for dinner, I had steak with potato and, (to top it all off), red wine! After that, I sat down (for the first time in my life) to watch a soccer match (the repeat telecast of Chelsea vs. Liverpool). But on the plus side, I got to drink more wine =P haha… (Some people actually thought I was drunk, but that is highly improbable).

Anyway, all that alcohol rendered me quite unable to stay up late, so I went to bed feeling all warm and fuzzy… Haha, I sound like a teddy bear =P

The next morning, I went to play golf with my father, and we had a looooooong nine-hole course. Since I have not played golf for a few years, I played not-that-bad (to his surprise), and lost ONLY two golf balls in the process!

That said and done, after that, for lunch, I had a very good dish of fettucini… And nealy collapsed on my bed out of exhasution when I got home from SICC.

I was ready for my birthday celebration dinner (at Nagano, some Jap place), and discussing class party details with Julian Wong… Might as well post them here…

Aeon Flux @ Plaza Singapura GV
3 pm show (If we can’t get tickets, we’ll try the next one)
Meet at 2.30 outside MacDonalds
Plaza Sing is right opposite Orchard Atrium, Dhoby Ghaut MRT station (red and purple lines)

OK, If anyone needs the details, they’re there… Not like anyone would try looking here, right? But anyway, back to dinner.

We had quite a sumptuous feast, which involved many dishes, and many side dishes (haha), and dessert too! So there were the maki for appitizers (in my case, it was chawanmushi too), and the sukiyaki/teriyaki/noriyaki or whatever for the main course, and coffee ice cream for dessert! How appropriate, especially since I have just begun my addiction to coffee during the Legion Chalet…

So when we got home, we had the actual birthday celebration (not the dinner, just the cake), and especially THE PRESENTS!!! Muahahaha! From Ning and Lerma (the two very nice & kind ppl perpetually working, mostly in the kitchen), I received a big cup, not TOO big, but not too small, just for me. Since the cups that I use (that aren’t mine) are a bit TOO big, while the regular ones are a bit too small, now I had one of my own, in a perfect size (and shape too!).

From my smelly brother and Rem & Ting Ting, I received a much-anticipated Harry Potter DVD Game (Scene It), much-anticipated because I overheard my bro talking about a "game" that he was buying, and I asked him "what game?", and smelly as he is, he let the secret out, saying "a DVD game". From that, I knew what it was, since there were ads in the cinemas of the "Scene It Harry Potter DVD Game", and recently, he had asked me if I still had interest in Harry Potter… Knowing this with a high intellect, how could I not piece together the clues to work out the present? Anyway, I haven’t tried it yet, but maybe tomorrow at the party we can try it out.

The last present was from my parents, who gave me a bag on which it read "Chomel" (a jewellery shop, mostly earrings and hairbands), and when I tried to peek inside, I saw something about Apple. I couldn’t believe it. Never in a million years would they have bought me an iPod… I was thinking what else it could be, when I took out another bag from inside the white Chomel one, it was indeed a gift form Apple, but WHAT WAS IT? I opened the red bag, and took out a black box, which read iPod nano.

I was shocked. I didn’t know what to do except thank my mum and dad, and hug them and I still couldn’t believe it… Even my brothers stood jealous, their faces green with envy (haha)… It was just pure madness, getting a black (fav colour) iPon nano for my 14th birthday! WOW, I never in a million years would have expected to even GET one, let alone for a present! I went to tell a few of my friends, quite breathless from all that excitement. (Ask Belmond, he was wondering why I was breathing so hard into the phone). I was so shocked, but in a VERY HAPPY way. An iPod nano all to myself.

WOW.

This is the result of a quiz I took today… Qutie unknowingly, since I just took it VERY INNOCENTLY, and… Never mind… I don’t even know if its accurate…

***Your Seduction Style: Prized Object***

The seduction game you play is tried, true, and still effective: hard to get.
You know that the best seducers turn the tables - and get their crush to seduce them.
The one running has the power, and you’re a challenge that is worth the chase.

You are a master of enticing and pulling back. Giving a little and taking some away.
You are controlled enough to know rewards come after a long seduction dance.
Even though you want to call, email, or say "I love you" first - you don’t!

You’re style is the perfect mix of hot and cold - so much so that you have many suitors.
Think Holly Golightly from Breakfast at Tiffany’s … or any of those creepy guys from the Bachelor.
You’re skilled at inspiring a chase. The real test is picking the person to slow down for.

What Kind of Seducer Are You?
http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/

Jessica, what did you make me do?!?!?