Friday, November 27, 2009

27 Novemebr - Update

Went to the swimming pool with sis & bro since ntg to do.

Maklumlah skill renangku tak brapa bagos. Suddenly itchy wan try to sommersault. Of cos, sis didn't join us. She's too old matured for this. :D:D:D

ugh. I did it twice, with much courage and time. I stood at the edge of the pool with feet shaking like wet noodles.
I kid u not. I looked like a badly rolled glutinous rice ball that's dispersed all over the place when dumped into the pot.

I jumped as a human ball and dropped into the water like an A4 paper. Which is a bad idea. Cos my nose and back felt as if Rambo had just slapped me. ):


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Thursday, November 26, 2009

27 November - Too Much, No Good

Wednesday went steamboat dinner with friends and we were all full beyond words can say.
As usual, WaiYee say she want to puke liao.
Walked back to WaiYee's hostel cos she need to get some stuff and lo behold.... check out her staircase.







HAHAH. Not that she puked, but so happened that somebody else puked at her hostel's staircase.. Of all days.
Poor kid. Din chew rice tu. Siu fa bat leong.




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Wednesday, November 25, 2009

25 November - :)


David Diner's Homemade Pancakes



sik heong mei kui chuin *drools*



Today's presentation went considerably well. Thank God we didn't get bombarded.

One more presentation and 2 assignments left. Anyhow, gonna chill for the weekend with siss in KL. :D



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Tuesday, November 24, 2009

24 November - Head On

. Ngo . Deng .

Go out throw rubbish then turn around want come inside house, ter-banged my head on the gate. =.=

I can literally hear the sound coming from the gate the second I went head on.

"Bung..ggg...ggg...ggg...ggg...ggg" ("ggg" is the sound of vibration)


. Why is my head so prone to banging stuff .

Sunday, November 22, 2009

22 November - The Unexpected Sausage Mask

*Name not revealed to protect those involved* :D

Miss X walked past.
Hurrying along with a pot of I-don't-know-what to the steamboat table, speaking at a considerably loud voice .

With some skillful twists and turns of the body, squeezing through the lil space between me and the table

that's when she suddenly.....

*BbBBUuuURRrRrrPpPpp* (sound of a thunderous burp)


*me screws face up* (as a sign of protest)


Miss X started dumping I-don't-know-what into the pot. Not realizing that she'd just made a thunderous burp at my face while she's talking. (=.=)




*sniff sniff sniff sniff*






Sze Yan : ___, ni chi liao sausage shi bu shi? (you've eaten sausages haven't u?)








Miss X : *guilt-stricken face* HAHAHAHHA Ni yiu zi dao de??! (how u noe wan?)








GRRRRROOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!
To think that my face had just been covered with gaseous chicken sausages emitted from the depths of an acidic churning stomach!!


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