HOLIDAY OVERVIEW

The past 5 weeks have been fruitful.

Apart from "working" (a little) and getting some appreciative hang-outs, there were new experiences of various sorts.

• A good number of drinking sessions with some games learnt
• Parties with different themes and locations
• Discovery of new hang-out locations
• An unfortunate traffic accident
• Test drives, car views
• Wonderful overseas memories, although I wished the other trip(s) materialised
• An exciting "police chase" which caused 9 points and $170
• Attempt to prepare dinner in granny's absence
• Reminiscing primary school days with monopoly and scrabble
• Successful baking, unsuccessful baking
• A movie session and some shopping sessions that I miss having

I gladly say my time is wisely spent this holidays.

Tommorow marks the new and final poly academic year, when every schooling member in my family starts their holidays.

The semester begins with the best timetable ever with no examinations but it means projects up to our necks. And, internship begins at the end of the year.

BINTAN TRIP

16th & 17th May 2005

Nirwana Garden, the scenic resort.










Lazing in the room.


The huge rock ideal for poses.




The sun so bright, we can barely open our eyes.


Drinking in comfort after the massage at Mayang Sari.


Nirwana Resort, where we did our creme bath.


The beautiful evening sun (over home).


At least something done this holidays.

THE ENGAGEMENT PARTY

The engagement cum birthday poolside party at home almost only became the aunt-to-be's birthday party.

For days, my family were worried that my uncontactable aunt-to-be would not appear for the all-prepared engagement dinner last night. A fight in their drunkard stupor (which I witnessed) just 3 days before their big day caused her threatening to call the engagement off; she remained unconvinced until yesterday afternoon.





Balloons everywhere.


From the top.


From the other side.


Receptionists at work (and drinks).


The gifts at the reception table.


Champagne roses.


Pink roses.


The cake.


The couple.


Desmond & I.


Cute Danielle.


Grandaunt & granduncle dancing.

The romantic music & ambience, the hundreds of white balloons, the hundredsss of roses, plenty of confetti, white-satin-covered furnitures and an extra house dedicated for through-the-night drinking & games;
the 3-tier icing cake, dozens & dozens of alcohol and trays of sumptuous food;
the hundred well-dressed guests and their generous gifts & flowers made the engagement house(s) party memorable.

The number of intoxicated drivers leaving my place last night was amazing.
Aaanndddd, strawberry wine is the next best after ice wine.

I'M GETTING A WAY OUT

Initially, the problem manifested because of your continued absurd nonchalance and shuffled priority.
I decided out, to avoid being beaten by further continuity.

Then, suddenly, the road seems smooth.
But I've learned: Never pass the verdict so soon.

I'll be patient; I'll expect.