another stitched up bullet wound.

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Saturday, September 13, 2008
Eyes the size of the moon. @ 11:01 PM
Starlight, Starbright,
that's the star, the one on your right.

Went to East Coast to celebrate Bryan's (surprise) birthday. :D
Awesome fun, took a cab there, girls and guys separate cab, and the girls reached first,
so we ran to Mac's and filled water balloon, then to the beach.
Asked the guys to go beach instead of meeting at Mac's and we SPLASHED them.
Guan was playing cause he didn't bring clothes to change.
So the rest of us went into full-swing of water fight, but with sea water.
I'm still cleaning sand out of my hair.

After awhile we just pushed everybody into the water, so we got sand in pants and other places, even on our face.
It was so hilarious, we tackled everybody (except Guan) into the water.
After awhile they moved on to piling sand on me. :O
Then gave Bryan his present, a giant sand message with the messages.
HAHAHAHAHAHAH, packed up and went biking.
Took skates instead cause I can't ride! ):
Jiale took with me, then he kept going really slow and I was coaching, I feel like failure, he gave up awhile later, but at least he could move.
I tried to go forward, but ended up locking and fell, grazed my right knee and it bled.
Hohums.
So went round a few times, Jiale took bike , I bladed with Bryan.
Bryan changed with Vito, then bladed with Vito and Bryan biked.
My calf (?) started to hurt cause the blade backings were rubbing against them, and now I have 2 ugly cuts.
Stopped after the rent time was up, I was last to reach but I picked up speed over final 150m.
I didn't see them so near to me, so I langah-ed/crashed/banged into the bikes, I gripped one of the handlebars with one hand, then my bearings were still moving really fast so i slided underneath all of them and landed on the floor.
Unglam Unglam.
Dinner at some really expensive Jap place, then Yvonne went to meet her mom.
So 5 of us piled into one taxi ( I tell you the uncle was super nice to let us have 5 people)
and went crazy, I kept kissing my petbag, and Bryan used it to wave out of the window.
Talked to the cabby, and he was laughing cause Bryan said technically 5 kids in a taxi was OK, and we're all kids in our parent's eyes.
Reached J8, walked around, Jiale tried catching a white Stitch Plush with the machine. HAHAHAHA.

And flickr rocks bytheway,
but I don't think they have photo-editing tools.
Tsktsk, if they did, perfection. (:

























































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