I think I am one lucky guy to have wonderful people around me. The things they do may not hit the roof, but it’s certainly enough to reach my heart. Awww…

Firstly, I didn’t expect Mum to get me a birthday cake. Seriously, she did give me a quilt and some money as hongbao but a customized cake? That never even crossed my mind. Thanks Mum!

 Then Babe gave me this Man Utd magazine (as said in my previous post) with my face digitally pasted onto the cover page. Well technically the image was created digitally but it was then pasted manually. Still, I love her wacky idea of putting me in the cover page. It was supposed to be Christiano Ronaldo’s face, by the way. Did I do some kind of injustice there?

Last Sunday was supposed to be a project-meeting day over at Elf’s house. After some long MRT ride and buying of bubble tea, I finally reach Elf’s doorstep… only to be greeted by this:

And when the door opened, I saw my group mates holding a cake and singing me birthday song! Gee… I was still caught in a daze when I blew the candles - they celebrated my birthday again! I thought there would be Presents: Part 2 but that was too far-fetched an idea lah.

The pandan-kaya cake is delicious to the core! Literally to the core! Save for some smashed ‘roses’ ’cause I toppled the cake over while cutting and distributing them, it was a fun-tastic day for me last Sunday. But of course we returned to projects after that. Damn the recreating of the SP logo!

And finally… a special something from my SPAC2GO peers which they claimed took a lot of time to find the right present. Don’t mind the crude factor, do you? It’s actually an innocent yet useful… thing. Nothing related to the obscenity of the… thing or whatsoever.

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It seems that Photobucket’s moderators are working well around the clock! They even banned this picture of my ‘obscene’ birthday present! So be careful what you upload into Photobucket people. You blog may be password-protected but your Photobucket… is not.

It looks like a voodoo doll right? Except that it works FOR me! I look exactly like the doll minus the misrepresentation in terms of the private parts. And nipples. And eyes. And that big mouth. And those pink nipples again. Ewww!

It is actually a tissue holder, Sex Factor style. So kinky lah! But I like. Heh.

Alrighty, that’ll be my last post on my birthday I suppose. Later people say i buai hiao bai. I really, really treasure those presents and effort that was taken to make those plans happen. Apparently I spoilt my group mates’ plan and I’m truly apologetic for that!

That aside, thanks loads and loads and loads people! I feel so blessed with you guys around!

There are certain things that money can’t buy. For everything else, there’s always… your treasured ones.

Thanks Mum for the quilt. I thought it was a Playstation but I guess a quilt will come in handy for cold nights. That’s like so not this season lah. I really thought it was a Playstation. Really.

Thanks to my Sis who folded stars and put ‘em into this small bottle for me. The thing is she finds it difficult to press the stars to make it 3D so she left it as it is - flat stars. HAHAHAH! So cute lah!

Thanks loads my classmates for the lovely card. Everyone seem to smell the card after reading Devon’s comment. Trust me, I mean EVERYONE.

Thanks CliqueMedia for the strawberry white chocolate (from Donut Factory) cum birthday cake. Queuing near to 3 hours on a public holiday is no easy feat eh? And the tee from Pull and Bear is so adorable! No doubt it just wanna make me join the Donut Factory queue, in that tee no less.

Thanks Babe for surprising me. You’re such an ass to trick me into giving me a ‘cheap’ present only to give me a more ‘expensive’ one afterwards. The Man Utd’s latest magazine, complete with my face edited and pasted over Cristiano Ronaldo’s one; the nice chocolate-and-cheese brownie treat at PitchBlack; dinner at Samar, with great company comes a great time (sorry Spiderman for the breach of copyright) and of course… the ZARA tee.

You also can take Event Management lah babe!I still remember the moment where one of the staff came with a small birthday cake right after I set my butt down to rest from the visit to the loo. My gosh, that was really… unexpected?

Thanks my friends from SPAC2GO for that… tissue holder with a kinky twist. It’s this brown guy with black hair and pink nipples (pretty much like me except for the nipples part), and an underwear which served a natural purpose for all guys - to cover their dicks. Crude I know. The truth I know too.

The doll even has pubic hair leh! Wah piang eh! And to stock up the tissues, you have to stick your hand up his ass and take tissues out of his mouth. FYI it is still inside my bag. But it’ll come in handy soon. Heh.

Thanks to everyone who wished me the best for my birthday through SMS, Friendster or just a verbal one.

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FITRI CELEBRATES HIS 19TH BIRTHDAY

1st June: This has been a simple yet memorable birthday for me. It also ended my hectic week of planning surprises, presentations and tests. I didn’t ask for lots but yeah.. I got quite a few. I’m 19 already! 1 whole year left before I start my age with a 2! Gosh… I’m sooooo gonna spend my 365 days wisely. NS ain’t far away too but that’ll be another story aite…

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Muhd Fitri
fitree_figo(at)hotmail.com

ps I wanna post more piccas but they are at many random sources… and I’m lazy to upload ‘em from my HP to my PC.

Click on the picture above to know what it’s all about!

I feel as if I’m training for a biathlon lately. After walking for nearly 10km, I cycled for supposedly 20km , last Saturday. Well, it all started with an innocent plan of “Eh I very long never cycle already ah! Wanna go cycle together or not?” And poof! It was Faddy, Haikal and I to conquer the East side of Singapore this time round

And it ended with 5KM cycle down a long stretch Changi, beside the runway, getting lost and ended up covering Tampines and Simei and wheezing past the vehicles along ECP highway. Actually, we weren’t wheezing. The vehicles were.

My butt was sore lah! More specifically… my asshole. Sorry to be blunt but I just couldn’t bear not to tell. ’cause it’s so damn painful. Did I mention the crushing of balls? Now this I think I can bear to leave the details to your own conclusion.

But the price I paid was quite justifiable. A trip down to Changi beach which was so serene and pretty much obsolete, thanks to its location. The view was magnificent, the wind was breezy enough for my liking and the shades were perfect. =)

It’s just that I was facing Tekong and near the SAF Ferry Terminal where I saw NS men departing ’cause it’s Book Out Day. Wah lau eh! So spoiler lah! I don’t wanna go into NS just yet! So I’ll make full use of the Year 3 time that I have right now.

Poor Faddy… she had a bad fall while trying to manoeuvre her way through barriers at a bus stop. Her face was scratched, her knee scraped but her willpower was strong enough to finish the trip till we returned our bikes. Way to go lah Faddy!

It’s a good thing we had potluck that day. Save money! Actually on the contrary, we had to spend more on drinks. Singapore’s weather… need I say more? Even Haikal’s jemput-jemput susu dried up! Lucky my nuggets and hotdogs didn’t. Err.. okay, that sounded a bit off.

It was hell of a time ah with these guys. Word has it that we’re gonna cut an album with 30 songs in it. 30 ’cause we only know a few lines of each song and thus that’ll make up only 1 minute for each song we sing. So watch out for our 30-minute album. Coming soon lah…

Altogether now… “Don’t give up! Oh Siti don’t give up!”

ps: It’s so cool to see planes flying off from such a close distance. The smoke they leave behind, the thundering of their engines and the sound of it altogether. Lucky, or rather unluckily, I was on the roads with no road shoulders. If not, I’d have snapped many pictures of those planes.

Okay, all these coming from one who hasn’t boarded a plane before.

When was the last time you completed 10km at one go?

I never did but somehow managed to do so for the first yesterday despite taking a few hours to complete the whole route. Plus some pit stops here and there. And a bus ride to save time… and my aching legs. Alright that’s not really at one go already, is it?

Faddy wanted to take some photos for this blogging competition that she’s gonna join and the kaypoh me decided to tag along. I really had nothing to do after being forced to go to school early in the morning just to meet my club’s teacher-in-charge. What a bummer.

I dragged Haikal came by too as his class ended at noon. Lucky bastard. He starts at 10am and ends at 12pm! 2 hours of school for one day. How I wish I had his timetable…

Anyway the trekking started at Chinatown area as Faddy gotta take pictures of temples and mosques. The place certainly brings back memories for me. No I wasn’t born there but Poly Forum had mini-competition ala Amazing Race which I participated in last year.

And this year, they are having the same forum but on board a Star Cruise ship. All for the same subsidised fee of $50. Ouch man, that hurts me real bad.

And not forgetting the field trip to there with Suzanne Jung and the whole class for Feature Writing? Damn now I only get to see her on TV. If I wake up early that is.

After Chinatown was ‘conquered’, it was an up-and-down walk through Fort Canning Park before we reached the Dhoby Ghaut area. Alamak… the place was Memories: Part 2 for me. Bad memories that is. Flashback all the way to the secondary school days were puppy and monkey love exists but the worst was unrequited love.

While I was on the receiving end of the love, I was also on the giving end of the unrequited part at the same time. Hahahah!

The initial plan was to check out the MindCafe, have some chit-chat session and try out the games there. $2 per hour per person leh! Good deal right? They even have ladies night on Tuesdays where like clubs - ladies need not pay - except there’s no free flow of (hard) drinks.

But there was this ambiguous feeling when a notice was posted on its entrance door : “… Please come back again later at 6pm…” Time check? 3pm. Oh man, forget it!

The weather was so freaking hot, the day was still young and we’ve got nowhere to rest. And the National Museum came to our rescue. What a way to be introduced the arts. Memories: Part 3 - It was the CDA field trip to the Museum where nobody in class knew about me and Babe except for Yingying.

Then came the most excruciating part of the trek - the long walk from Dhoby Ghaut area all the way to the Botanic Gardens. A long march I reckon. A cup of Ah Pek’s ice-cream did little to soothe our weary legs and the sweltering heat was just wah lau eh!

Just look at how happy those 2 buggers are when we reached the place. Snap snap here and there and we’re off to Taman Serasi to fill our empty stomachs. It’s a food court in the Gardens by the way, which may sound familiar to some of you. Makan Places: Lost and Found has covered Taman Serasi as one of the better food places in Singapore.

Memories: Part 4 - I was with Babe here just the day before!

I was so tempted to try their Murtabak Meat/ Crab Combo but at $6 per serving, I settled for Maggie Goreng instead. Reina said the crabs there are fantabulous too. Hahah I can see why with their array of crabs from cheese to black pepper. Not halal lah! Cannot try…

Night fell and it was the final part of Faddy’s picture adventure with a snip snaps of highways and speeding cars. My mouth was savouring for $1 ice cream but ever since we stepped out of Taman Serasi and right up till when we were at Esplanade, there were no roadside Ah Pek’s selling ice creams in sight. Ah Pek ah! When we need you, you are not here… when we don’t, there will be many of you ringing the same bell!

The stroll ended at the waters in front of Raffles Place which was the final destination of our trekking. Like finally man! Faddy’s interpretation of the game Heart Attack was hilarious ah. Winner must do an action which others must follow and apparently I’m the slowest eh? Never mind, never mind…

Weren’t the Sentosa girls together with Haikal and I here for a game of cards too? That was when all my cengkung vogue started off. Dammit. Haha! That makes it Memories: Part 5 for me.

So that was it for the day. A leg-aching, literally warm and hot story which stretched for 10 km in all. 2 strangers met, me not included so you know who, and it went pretty well, doesn’t it? :p

And I seriously thought I’ve lost at least 2kg on that day. No joke.

I thought I’m supposed to focus on the 10km part? But incidentally it became a walk down memory lane for me too…

Thanks for the memories guys (and girls)!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARISSA!

See that wide, toothy grin from that girl who just turned 18 last Saturday. Celebration was at Al-Majlis, tucked away in Haji Lane where we had Mediterranean dishes as well sheesha! It was a great virgin experience considering the fact that I never smoke (before). The strawberry mint wasn’t that strong but at $12 for 6 people and we can’t even suck it till the end, I think it’s quite a steal!

Damn I detest those Mats sitting by the sidewalks, puffing the sheesha smoke away whenever people walk pass them. They think it’s cool? I think it’s a moronic behaviour. Get a life men!

What’s worse was that we saw a huge group of so-obviously TOPMAN trend followers who wore winter clothes… in SINGAPORE! Shawls were okay ’cause cardigans are already a common sight. But trench coats? Give me a break! Singapore is nowhere near London, even at night!

Oops sidetracked! Okay back to the celebration. Haikal bought this Shrek headband at Bugis Junction’s McDonalds and it turned out to be a brilliant idea sabotage! Marissa suppose to wear it till 12 and she’s such a great sport lah. But of course we wanted to have our own share of the limelight too.

Each person was supposed to pose with an adjective given. I think I fail miserably doing a cengkung vouge. We also have Handsome Ain and Teeth-out-cheeks-puffed Hana. Haha! Damn classically-retarded.

These guys are super-duper hyper and hilarious. My jaws were tired from all the laughing. Even though I was feeling quite tired from the lack of sleep for the past few days plus soccer that very morning, I still manage to keep my eyes wide open.

According to Fatz, a camera in a shop doesn’t mean it’s under surveillance ’cause apparently the place where she worked at has one but no TV or whatsoever to view the tapes! Ohhh now I know!!! But of course kids, don’t try this at home… or anywhere else. Being naive is the last thing you’d wanna do.

Our meet-ups never fail to include a game of Bluff or Taiti (taitee?) Marissa was on form seh! The birthday girl finished first in both games and even manage to bluff us at times. Weee weeeeeet!!! Must be the birthday magic.

We strutted off at around 11.30pm and I swear a sense of deja vu rushed through my head - missing the last train, being stranded in nowhere and have to thon overnight. But thank God we caught the last train to Boon Lay where we changed at City Hall, and the last train to Jurong East.

Are we lucky or are we lucky? You have no idea how shagged I was that night. Luckily the next day was a Sunday. Heavenly!

Sunday came in a good way - sun rays on my face. =) Oh, I just realised the coincidental link.

Anyway Babe wanted to go to some flea markets but I was kinda broke. Till my mum was home that is. Still I couldn’t make it on time for any flea market-visiting. So we opted to go to Botanic Gardens to have a little stroll. Truthfully speaking, it was like Flea Market Day. There’s one in ZOUK, yes the club itself, Holland Village, CCK and *scape.

Truthfully speaking too, it was my first time going to Botanic Gardens. Somehow I don’t recall being there. And I soooo miss that aura of ass-ness coming out from her.

The place sure is huge ah! I think it’s one of the best FOC places in Singapore. I asked Babe why the place is FOC when it is so huge and have lots of different types of vegetation which obviously needs to be taken care of. Her rationale? “Singapore is a Garden City mahh. So it should be free lor.”

“So a country that’s touted as an Animal City should have its zoo and bird parks FOC too?” I asked.

“You tell me where got such a country in this world!”

True enough, she had a point there.

It’s such a nice place to destress. I think I’m gonna try to jog there one day. I don’t know where to store my stuff though. And we saw Allan Wu and Wong Li Lin and their kids. Gosh… she looks gorgeous even in real life. The daughter I mean.

But of course the Mum is hot with or without make-up.

I like the big open space where the amphitheatre is. Families having picnic there, kids cuddling balls or toys as they run through the fields… it’s such a wonderful place to be in! There are plenty of dogs too! But all of them seem to well-mannered that I just walk past beside them. Biiiiggg risk, I know.

Dinner was at Holland Village where I got to meet Babe’s best friend after like what… one year! Waahhh Reina Chan! She’s so drama-mama and full of her hand motions. Such a quirky character.

I hope she’ll find her Mr Perfect guy soon. From the last updated list of expectations the guy must know how to cook, plays a musical instrument, has a deep voice and must have an accent. Sounds a tad too high? Well she found one. Except that he went overseas.

Impossible is really nothing eh.

E-learning week officially starts tomorrow but I still gotta go school! How dammit can that be? I gotta go sleep now man…