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Bits and Pieces

Hello. Welllll, there isn't much to know about me. In other words, don't ask. Hey, but if you really want to know, one word: psychopath.. Anyways... I'm just another one of those bloggers out there, blogging about how crappy life is, etc. Pathetic, is it not? Life.

seventeen-year-olds in a car.

"friendship is like pee in your pants. everyone can see it's there, but only you can feel the true warmth." -unknown

tralalala~ it was Seumas' birthday yesterday... like, duh. why did i even bother mentioning it? everyone, as in everyone, knows that. you can tell by the sheer amount of birthday messages he gets on his facebook. actually, this doesnt apply only to him because it's the same for CK and Joel too. everyone knows their birthdays. it's general knowledge! not many may know mine though, but hey, that's okay.

whooo, went off-track for awhile there. anyway, i baked a chocolate cloud cake specially for him, mainly because besides having zero ringgit, i hadnt the faintest idea what to get him. so yea, (quoting Joel) "nothing beats a handmade present." right? anyway, i didnt know egg whites took so long to whisk til they 'hold their shape but not too stiff'. thanks goodness i had CK over to help out because i swear, if it werent for his majesty, i would have had to wear a sling over my arm to the birthday dinner. now imagine: moist chocolate cake with whipped cream on top. sound yummy?

i was kinda hoping it would look like the photo of the cake shown in the recipe... oh well. it must be because of the whipped cream; i didnt have enough! drats! and we were in a rush anyway. that was mighty silly of us because, well, let's just not delve into all the commotion that we caused prior to arriving at Seumas' house, ok? when we finally arrived at his place, CK and i somehow managed to get in and then light the candles on the cake without him knowing. he was upstairs with Joel, then next thing he knew...

surprise!

we sang the happy birthday song and yadda yadda yadda. everyone then proceeded downstairs to help themselves to a slice of cake. they all said it was very yummy. awwwww... *glows*

CK is glaring at them because he cant have any of the cake yet.

after some chit-chat, Seumas' mother and sister finally revealed themselves and we were off to the buffet. well, they were off to the buffet, Joel and i were off to the petrol station and gurney drive. Joel had to have his car refuelled. on top of that, he had to get his birthday present to Seumas from S&J at gurney plaza. we just stopped at the side of a row of parked motorbikes, and he got out, leaving me alone for 15 minutes or so. it was boring. yawned. i seriously contemplated driving off.

when we arrived at evergreen laurel (not being greedy or anything... but shucks, not rasa sayang as i had initially hoped for), Joel tried to bluff the carpark security guard to no avail. he still had to pay rm4. better luck next time! we talked about mercedes-benz cars on the way up to the buffet. (later we discovered that the others, who were travelling in a mercedes, were given a ticket whereas us, in a humble kancil, had to pay rm4 straight away. is this some form of discrimination or what?!)

us four boys really makan non-stop. i just felt really awkward at moments where Shannon and Mrs Teh were not eating and just staring at us gorge ourselves. hehe. i personally think i, unfortunately, received the most stares as i came back two separate times with plates heaped with tempura prawn and sashimi. and then when i had to explain that i had simply just brought more to share with Joel, i think i gave them the impression that i was using Joel to cover for my gluttony. well, maybe it was just my imagination but just to clear my name, all claims are untrue. i mean, without Joel, i would have still eaten that much because, for pete's sake, it was a BUFFET! because no matter how much you eat, you still pay the same price! i was just utilising the opportunity.

we were frequently engaged in conversations regarding our ambitions and future studies with Mrs Teh. it was, hmmm... interesting. She even told us stories about her university days. especially memorable was the story about how the communal bathroom floor collapsed on itself unto the laundry room. i was hoping there would bodies, but... there were none.

because it was his birthday, Seumas got a complimentary birthday cake. frankly, my chocolate cloud cake felt offended at the sight of it, eventhough it was stuck in a fridge 3km away. his dinner was FOC too. when dinner was over, we four boys went to the lobby to camwhore. macam tourist saja. it was all in good fun though. after that, we decided to hang out some more at the starbucks in gurney plaza(without Seumas' mum and sis la, mereka dah balik dulu). anyway, heck, we even camwhored in the car on the way there, in there, and on the way back. gosh.

ON THE WAY THERE
Joel: look! driving without my eyes on the road!

IN THERE
it's frustrating seeing how i smiled in both photos.

ON THE WAY BACK
macho macho man.

birthday boy is drunk and horny. LOL

honestly? i have nothing to say... i'm just too busy laughing.

911, what's your emergency?
uhhh... help! i think someone's being kidnapped? *squeak*

i had a really, really fun time last night(but was dead tired by the time i got home, was almost twelve). not a really fun time today though. i had diarrhoea three times already - must have been the buffet. i had to suffer in school until i was excused early at 12pm. btw, i purged my bowels twice... in the male teachers' toilet. had to sneak in. who cares? i mean, i wasnt going to subject myself to the normal toilets when i was already in such condition - cold sweat, horrible stomach pains etc! CK had it twice. Seumas said he felt bad about it. hahaha~

before i forget, Seumas and CK are going off to Australia and Singapore respectively January next year. this has got to be one of our last really fun moments ever together before they both go off. sigh. i guess it's just me and Joel next year... more cake for us then. hrmph!

but, if i may be honest, GAWD, i am genuinely really going to miss times like these.
absolutely.
positively.
unquestionably.


circa 2006.t'was just like yesterday.
:)

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  • Blogger Seumas says so:
    5 November 2008 at 23:42  

    omg i love this post..
    tear....
    i am so touched...
    those are memoirs and those are the best times i will always cherish
    and the starting quote is just so funny
    pee in your pants
    feel the warmth
    hahaha

    but the cherry was surely that last pic, but why didnt you put yourself in???
    sigh...
    i love this post
    i love the people in it too...


    HUGS TIGHT top