i had an unusual christmas, very unusual. haha. received an unexpected gift from my mummy this year too. it made me, very happy. went to the esplanade for some supposedly xmas countdown, which did not happen, and inhaled plenty of poisonour fumes from those annoying spray things. poor sweeper was working his ass off while stupid people kept on spraying. terrible huh?played pool and reached home late. woke up late on xmas morning (afternoon?). haha. stayed home and bantered on with my family. went out for dinner. and we set off for bintan the next day!(yesterday) haha.

since it was raining half the time, no tanning, bummer.

two highlights:

the massage and fishing.

ok, not that fishin's much of a highlight, but i've nv laughed so much when i was frustrated in my whole life.

ok massage first:

it was a sea salt massage and it was Excruciating. it burnt and felt like my skin was gonna tear ok! when the therapist started at my feet, i almost kicked her face cos it tickled so bad. poor lady. have a knack for injuring the innocent (rmb the doctor?). haha. but after the jacuzzi soak, it was heaven. fell asleep almost immediately when i hit the sheets. haha.

fishin:

boy, do i hate fishing.

i paired up with lini for fishin (bad idea, real bad). though i should admit sth: i am a walking hazard with a fishing rod. do steer clear of me when i am attempting to fling the rod. ok, so anyway. lini and i were just sittin there quietly, waitin for a tug. she claimed she had a fish and started reeling it in. and her lines got all tangled and she just kept going. got worse and worse. gave up on the fish and tried fixing it. i took pity on her, passed her my rod and tried fixing hers. she got bored and started fishin with my rod. and spolit that too. frustrated and amazed at her ability and speed to destroy rods, we called the guy over. he passed us new rods and tried fixing our rods, which was BOTH spoilt by her. but the guy probably thiinks we're both horrible. so with our new rods, we happily started fishin. till lini spoilt hers again. i went

"im not passing you my rod man. and that's three rods in an hour.the guy probably hates our guts la. you suck." haha. moral of the story :

though she claims it's the lousy quality of the rod.

still contemplating if i should give her the benefit of the doubt.

hahaha!

it was, or still is, obscenely rainy. works both ways, i guess. you can sleep in, but you cant go out, or rather, it's way too inconvenient. this leads to alot of thinking time. again, which works both ways. haiya.

pardon me for my long post. will do one of those reader-friendly list-like posts soon.

till then, g'nite readers =)