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Friday, December 12, 2008

Non Sequitur!

Hello guys.
Just wanna say thanks to those who have been hoarding my tag board with questions about who
THE PERSON is.
Rest assured, It is no one in particular.
It's something personal, and it'll remain personal.
Cakap sini, Habis sini.
So, kalau ader yang tersinggung ke, yang teraser ke,
Mintak ampun lah banyak banyak ye?
Digressed into malay, shit.

Anyway,
Just now i had my family outing to Changi Beach.
I personally went there to work.
At Night.
Easy Money.
Get it?
Nvm.

So, we went there for a picnic, and my dad and brother went for a swim.
Not going to elaborate what we did, since ALL picnics are the same.
Tent, Mat, Food, Beach.
I didn't swim though.
I wasn't in the mood.
So, i just listened to my songs, and read the newspaper.
Wrong thing to do, Wrong time?
Pretty much.
Never learn my lesson.
So,
i just found out that my brother had sunburns all over his back.
Serves him right though.
When we were all in the tent- OH imy family went with my Paternal granny and my adopted granny.
So, we were all in the tent,
and my brother was still sitting by the shore.
He was waiting for the tide to rise.
CUH RAY ZEE.
The sun was beating down on his back,
and the sweltering heat was unbearable.
Yet he still insisted on staying by the shore.
His excuse was, "I want to play with the sand and wait for the tide to rise"
Corny. Corny Collin.
Sheesh-kebabs.

So, yeah.
Was bored to my wit's end,
and finally my father told us to pack up.
Before that, he told my brother to climb a tree nearby.
It was relatively low, so even i could climb it.
BUT i didnt.
Well my dad did,
and a bunch of malay aunties nearby said that my father was acting like a kid.
My mum and grannies overheard them,
and they told me.
Naturally, i went to tell my father.
My father got so pissed, he became extremely sarcastic.
He began to say that the old ladies were having an illegal meeting, that they were gossiping,
and alot of other stuff that made me realise where i got my sarcasm and wit from.

Moving on,
We then went to the kopitiam,
Had Linner/Dunch,
And headed home.
THATS IT.
Fulfilling day, no doubt.
But I would personally prefer to have a more "CLEAN" outing next time.
No sand, please.
And the bird poopies?
On the tent?
DIS-GUS-TEENG.

So, yeah.
That's it really.
Im not in the mood to type a sentosa story about yesterday's Pasir ris picnic with the damai drama people.
Fun-Nay!
Cuh-Ray-Zay!

Yeah, wadevs.
So, I'll see you guys soon, and until then,
This is Hunni reporting live from his house.
Is, and will always be, the Creative Director of Apa Tengok-Tengok Productions

Truly,
Hunni.
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