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men nite out

Posted: January 11, 2007 in family, Golf
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bak, uncle nang, wak and myself went for golf range. tips by tips by tips. i played from 8.30 all the way till 10. the were some blood from my thumb. but its alrite. i really wanna be good with this game. i cant believe that i sucked at it. but i know that i can only get better from more training.

when we were ending, uncle nang asked me where my clubs were. i didnt own any by the way. then he asked me when is my birthday. I ‘terbeliak’ at him and say its NEXT week! I even got more ‘terbeliak’ when he say he will try to gimme his old club set. my jaw dropped. bak asked why i didnt bring the nike clubs. i go “errrr… ermmmm… errrr…..”

we then go to JK (labelled by the late hamblauz inc) for supper. 17 bucks worth of rojak keling, 30 satays and mee goreng. all shared by us. burrrrrrrrppppp.

it was a good men night out after all….

:: freaking friday ::

Posted: September 16, 2006 in Isk, rants & ramblings, Wife
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oh here comes friday….
me and wife has always look forward to fridays. apart it from being a weekend, we know we need to have each other within sight longer than usual. sometimes back, our friday nights have all been a long night out either picnic’ing under the moonlight by the beach or bunkin into ‘cinemas’. heh..
so after the bowling madness with the dept staffs, i tot it might be a good time to catch up with some rest before fetching wife from her night class. something bad happened.. well not THAT bad actually… i left both my dopod and v3 phone at the bowling alley. and we had already drove off from the ever-beauty OCC (orchid country club). Side track a little, that is the place where i confronted my in laws that i want to have their daughter as my wife… and i confessed my sincere love to them.. there… at OCC. yeah. Ok, back to the tragedy, i quickly asked the pilot, jacq, to do a quick u turn back to the alley. she is such a scare and we got all our guts up our throat when she did her u turn. i rushed back to the same location where we bowled.. and there… my dopod and v3 are still lying on the seat. untouched. how releived i am. before that, babs had called me and told me that she’d already reached school.
near reaching my place, i got a call from an unfamiliar number. i rarely take calls which are not in my contacts. and to my surprise, it was babs. and to surprise me even further, she told me she had lodged a report to the police because her phone was stolen. uh huh, the dopod which was about 2 months old was stolen. OUCH!!! i just had a close shave of losing both my phone and now she had lost hers. Arrrrrrgghhh… how could this be!! Its too coincedental! i know we always had our coincedental of wearing the same color but NOT LOSING A PHONE!! gosh. its bad.
rushed to her school, and there she was with constable ah chai and sargeant ching chong. with mr ahmad the security man of course. they are awaiting for the last class to hit their break time and going to do a spot check on the students. meanwhile, my tummy is upsetting me. big time. it hurts so bad that the next fart i let go, will definitely stain my briefs. while the search was on, i get to do my business at their quiet toilet. spooky enuff.
after they had gone thru the class of over a hundred manjans was unsuccessful, we rushed to the shop we got the phone to get the IMEI number. we suspected the bugger might have sold the phone to the 2nd hand handphone shops and there might be a chance to nab the sunni. we did even randomly asked around the toa payoh neighbourhood if there were any black dopod 818 pro sold to them. well, it all wasnt fruitful. we did put in effort to look for the phone. but what my belief was, if its not meant to be, its not meant to be. hopefully, its true enuff and the robber might got struck by lightning that night.
i did my part in consoling babs but she was too in despair of the missing dopod. we end the night with dinner at my place then off back home.
its too hurting to think about… lets not talk about the missing dopod anymore and may we all move on …. temporarily, babs will be using my v3 and i am more than blessed that i didnt lose my phones at the bowling alley.
“babs, its something that we can purchase again and despite its meaningful significance of the phone, lets just hope that this happened for a good reason. i still love you and we move on from the missing phone tragedy on this freaking friday.. ok love?”