Saturday, January 30, 2010

My dream in the year of Tiger.


My granddad's born in the year of Tiger.
My dad's born in the year of Tiger.
But since they can't fulfill my dream.
I'm going to look for another Tiger to.

Chinese New Year is looming around the corner and what do we(those who celebrate CNY) typically do?

Spring cleaning.

How its done in my family:

Strike ONE
Parents pick the weekends (even though they are free on weekday. No, they are not retired).

Strike TWO
Parents pick the MORNING hours to start spring cleaning.

Strike THREE
Parents pick the unforgivable way to wake you up.

Turning on the VACUUM CLEANER..!!!!!


My dream in the year of Tiger > TO HAVE A LIFE SAVIOR: The Maid.

With RM8, 888 from Tiger Beer. Its a jumpstart ain't it? It would get me a maid.. and time to convince my parents that a presence of a maid is ESSENTIAL.

See, with her presence, my ears would be free from the constant nags of my mom.
With her presence, I would also be free from the aches of using my limbs.
With her presence, MAYBE my dad would allow her to clean the cars.
With her presence, my 'slavery days' are over.

But for now, I'll make Chester the maid.
*evil laughter*

Hey, it's love.

WHAT is the sweetest thing in life? Is it waking up in the morning and finding an “I love you” note beside you on the bed? Is it going to bed after hours in front of the PC and finding a drawing of a huge Smiley face wishing you “Good night, XOXO”? Or is it coming home after a long tiring day in college and being greeted with a bear hug?

Yes, I get all that from my sweet little sister.

I want to always be able to hug her, pinch her soft chubby cheeks, kiss her and carry her like a baby. But I also want to be able to talk about “deeper” stuff with her, instead of just asking, “Who did you go to recess with?”

I want my sister to remain innocent, to say the cutest things like, “The cuttlefish will cut your stomach!” But I want her to grow up, so I can finally have someone to share my clothes with. Well, I shouldn’t worry too much. She is growing up and there’s nothing I can do to stop that.

My sister says she wishes that we were twins. She already is a carbon copy of me. A mirror image, my Dolly. She looks like I did when I was her age. She has the same favourite colours as me. She does her hair the way I do mine. She listens to the music I like and watches the TV shows I watch. She even copies the fancy way I write.

The perfect sister? Pretty much so. Even when I do get upset with her, it’s never for long. Once I was angry and refused to speak to her. She wrote me a note saying, “I am sorry, sister”. How could I possibly stay angry? And people still wonder why I love her so much.

I want to protect her from the harsh realities of life: Sometimes people won’t like you for who you are, they don’t want to be your friend. Sometimes you’ll experience failure and disappointment, heartache and bitterness.

She has to experience all that herself. Still, I know I will always be there for her. If she wants me, that is. She might, she might not. Bonds can fade. Hopefully, not ours.

I will treasure the moments I have with her because not everyone gets a angel for a sister. The 10 years between us is not a gap. It’s a bridge that connects two separate souls.

The Sibling Connection (The Star, 13 September 2009)

It was written by my cousin. & no, I've no such sibling connection. Haha. Mine's the typical 'i-want-to-strangle-my-sister'.

Friday, January 29, 2010

Quick update.

What? Top searches 'Denisa Khoo' ? Who's searching for Denisa Khoo on my blog? FYI, she is best known as Ashvin Vijay's girlfriend on this blog. Did you search yourself Sa?

Okay, my blog's readership is going gile low. Lack of updates. No ridiculous antics. There is actually, but I do not have the time to do a write-up. I've an article I've yet to publish.

Quick update:

- did NOT convince Herobear to be a sellout. *evil laughter* I tried to convert him into a BlackBerry user. Since you know, his company is trying to get everyone onboard. Essh... company giving BB, he's saying 'uh please.. iPhone.'
- Herobear IS a sellout. Corporate sellout. Look at his ahem monkey suit. The company he works for. Have you HEARD the perks?? Ahh, you ARE total PR *hits hits hits*.
- Rewrote my CV, applied. Tadaa! Media Sales @ Nuffnang. To better understand it, basically handling client's account minusing writing press releases.
- Personal space. I AM ABLE TO BReaTHE without the pressure on my back.
- I want Margarita. It'd been too long. Hiiii TGIF!
- Okay, I realise people do NOT understand what PR is. PR = Public Relations. What do we do? We handle clients' account. We draw up campaigns. We pitch the campaign. We execute campaigns. We deal with the media (media invites, media clippings, press releases, articles, press conference). We are sometimes MC at client's events (cause you know, we apparently can BS). In a nutshell, we are representatives of our clients. Did I miss out anything?
- Needs a journal, a proper phone line, a new BB.
- Weather is horrid. Thanks CNY. Is it really you though?
- Douglas Lim, you are friggin'  awesome. Its his songs lah.
- Coffee sessions...!!! It is going down as fast as my readership.
- BLACKFOREST. Oi! You bunch of loons..!
- IT IS A REAL SMALL WORLD. I can't further emphasize the  definition of  'SMALL'.
- I suddenly have a bedtime.
- Oh, the highlight of my week. I locked myself out of my laptop/notebook. DO NOT ASK ME HOW I DID IT. DO NOT ASK ME HOW DID I MANAGED TO FORGET MY PASSWORD. I don't knowwww!! Ask anyone, I am always in front of my comp using it. Each and everyday I key in the password at least a couple of times. So, don't know how genius me could lock myself out.
- is the bomb.!

Alright, I am mad exhausted. Night!

Disclaimer: Herobear is still awesome regardless. Honestly. I am just banging him cause he keeps insisting to keep the 'I am not a sellout'  image. xx

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

This just in.

Bro came in "*gasp*Da! I'm growing mustache"


Funny moment.

Anyway, what's up world?
Malaysia weather is awful.
I have no idea where I've been, but suddenly it just hit me how hot Malaysia is.
On Sunday. I melted in the hot hot scorching sun in search for the perfect outfit.
But it was a good day. Despite the horrid weather. Thanks.
Hmmp, I love good weekends like that.

Its sky blue + designs + goggles!!! HOW COOL is that?
(okay herobear stayout of it. I know u think u can make a cooler one but *shake head*)
Price? Ringgit Malaysia 469.

HMmmmmmm.. I wanna learn to ride a bike. Yupe. So I can wear that.
If only I could take a picture. Oh I also tried on this super huge sunhat. It's like a mini umbrella.
I love hats/headgears type. Think it is essential.

Like how I own an Angora beret. Mmm.. so itchy.


Hey you, thanks for believing in me.

Monday, January 25, 2010

We concur!

Okay.. he is not oh-so-drop-dead handsome.
He looks like a twist of Justin Timberlake minus poyo-ness.
But man.... he does the TV good + us girls when he dance + sing.

FroggyBroon says:

chand says:
ill show him my thong anyday!!!

FroggyBroon says:
chand says:
he's sooooooooooooooooo hotttttttttttttttttttttt
FroggyBroon says:
chand says:
FroggyBroon says:
DAMMIT that PART lahh
chand says:
why does tv have to be soooooooo unreachableeeeeeeeeeeee

Enjoy the short preview:

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Top of the list.

On top of my head?
My thoughts are:

> NO. Why are my parents watching Juno? I foresee an unnecessary lecture from my mom. Movies like this REALLY creates unneccessary awkward moments. Me feeling uncomfortable. Mom happily going on about it.
> I'm bored. I don't know what I feel like eating.
> Oh. I feel like eating fried banana.
> Have you tired Mentos Cola? It's pretty disgusting.
> Planets + Cosmos.
> I suddenly want Donuts. Dunkin Donuts Mint Choc please.
> I want to go for a swim.
> Heels. Heels. Heels. Oh my sneakers.
> Alright. I'll go finish Little Women.


Wednesday, January 20, 2010

The Custom.

Chinese family have this custom. Where we have to call our older siblings by 'kor' or 'jii'. This is Hokkien. But my sister calls me 'jie'  thats in Mandrin.

Anyway, today my sister finally gathered her guts to ask me after... hmm.. 3 years?

I say 3 years because, 3 years ago, she tried calling me 'Da' and I told her she can't call me that. Then she went to complain to marmee and marmee found it so amusing that she came telling me about it.

Sa: Why Ter gets to call you Da?

*Mom start grinning from ear to ear. I SWEAR I could just hear her heart waiting for it.*
*I came up with an answer but only would give it if she pushes it*

Me: Because he's Ter.
Sa: *smirking* So? Why Ter get to call you that?
Me: Why not? What's wrong with it? Why can't he call me Da?
Sa: Is it because he started from small?
Mom: Yaa.. and you called her 'Jie' from small.
Me: Yupe. That's why.
Sa: But why must I? Ter gets to call you Da. So why can't I? Why must I call you Jie?

*she was waiting for mom to give the green light*

Because even though Chester calls me Da, he still respects me.
But you. At least you have to call me Jie.

Marmee was happily smirking away.... and Sa, she *ZIPPPPPed*


Tuesday, January 19, 2010


[caption id="attachment_285" align="aligncenter" width="523" caption="Hell-oo. Meet FroggyBroon. I'm FroggyBroon."][/caption]

Maybe it is a little bit too late. I am not quite sure yet. All I know is, I am glad it is finally here. The inspiration. What is? To be honest with you, have no idea. It has cropped up on me though. Is it 2010? I don't think so. Dates never really matter to me. Deadline does. Maybe I've overstayed my welcome. Sorry, I have been a little drastic these past 2 months. When happy and sad clashes, it is an odd sensation. But then again, it is just at a point, that barely last more than an episode. I realised, less people + more me makes me a happy me. Repeating offence in my books, regardless who you are isn't going to do you any good. I also realised that if I stop weaving stories it would be simpler. Since I am such a mix and mash most of the time, I started sorting my M&Ms mind out. Turns out it has all the goods!

So why am I FroggyBroon? I don't care if you all think its uncool or stupid or ridiculous because I think it is cool. It symbolises me. How randomatic I can be. It doesn't always have to make sense. It was a Lindalitis moment. So, I'm going to get my pen back from damn Sheaffer and I'm going to get my new notebook. Because hey, I'm already late by 19 days.

It is time to rock my existence!

Monday, January 18, 2010


While browsing FML:

"Today, I came home from a long day at work to find a path of rose pedals from the front door. Gasping with surprise, I followed it past the living room... past the bedroom... into the kitchen, where there was a note that said "Friends coming over tonight, we need food, love you!" FML"

Hahahahahahahahhaaa.. now, if that ever happened to me.. I wouldn't know whether to be furious or to find it really really amusing(in a creative twist manner).

London in my external.

London pictures!  Well, it has been almost 3 weeks since I've gotten hold of it, so it is time to show the world snip-bits of my November trip.

We begin with pictures that I snapped - the untouristy way.

Oo oo, you get to see (lots of) Ashvin Vijay's girlfriend. *nods nods*

Note: There are 22 pictures. Bear with me. (The rest are on Facebook)

[caption id="attachment_257" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="So Brit. Random people in random outfits(no there isn't any party or any sorts). They do have more guts than us. Then again, we have lalas."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_271" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Because she runs red light."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_241" align="aligncenter" width="427" caption="Because we're just cool that way."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_275" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="The street from Trafalgar Square to Big Ben."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_242" align="aligncenter" width="427" caption="*laughs* "][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_243" align="aligncenter" width="427" caption="This girl spent around 50-60 pounds just on sweets. *roll eyes*"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_277" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Because beer's the way to go."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_258" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Too bad most theaters closes on Sundays."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_245" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="It was a grey gloomy day."][/caption]


Okay, we had 4 days in London.  We were suppose to 'go around London' because you know, my dad wants pics pics pics and said since I've been there/lived there, I'm suppose to take sis around.  But DENISA KHOO/ASHVIN VIJAY's girlfriend insisted on shopping instead. So here comes Sunday, and we have spent 3 days shopping. And we were already leaving London to.. up north and beyond. So to avoid scoldings by my dad when we get back to Malaysia, we did London in a day! It was quite amusing cause this is the process :

Step 1: Tube.
Step 2: Destination.
Step 3: *snap snap snap*
Step 4: Repeat steps 1, 2 and 3.

[caption id="attachment_246" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Gollum? *snickers* I was falling!"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_247" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="I wished I remembered this castle's name."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_248" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Yupe. *yawns*"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_249" align="aligncenter" width="427" caption="Wind + sister who keeps pushing me off-balance."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_272" align="aligncenter" width="427" caption="So I decided one leg down's best. (Oh, we were balancing. But you know sis and her hands..)"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_250" align="aligncenter" width="427" caption="PEOPLE. So many people."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_251" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Love the greyness."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_252" align="aligncenter" width="427" caption="Tube tube. xx"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_253" align="aligncenter" width="427" caption="Charing Cross Station - One of the entrance."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_254" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="*nods*"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_255" align="aligncenter" width="427" caption="Ahh.. Harrods. Unlike the measly Harrods in Malaysia."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_264" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="If Ashvin Vijay ever wants to propose to Denisa Khoo, just buy her a whole damn sweet shop as the engagement present/dowry/whatever its called."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_256" align="aligncenter" width="427" caption="There is not a DAY where we didn't eat pub food + drink. Sa & her fascination over pubs."][/caption]

Jelak UK!!!!!!!

But I love London. London's good. London to me is like this:

"IT IS FRIGGIN' LONDON!!!!!! How can you not like it?"

Yes, I am a city girl at heart.

So Tun's birthday is coming up... guess what I am going to ATTEMPT to pull off?

Bet Yuen will not walk with me. *laughs*


Sunday, January 17, 2010


Never leave me unattended.

*snickers snickers*

I shall not suffer the consequences or be collateral damage.

Saturday, January 16, 2010


If you have travelled(automobile way), watched F1 or other motorsports, you'll know what a Pit-stop is.

And you will(suppose to anyway) understand fully that being a pit-stop sucks for an actual human being.


Going Stealth - always blow up in your face.

The moral of this story is: Going stealth, *shakes head*, you are just snowballing the inevitable.


Parents - The people who can't wait to catch their children Red-Handed.

Brother - Ter. The boy who hates Sa.

Sister - Sa. The girl who hates Ter.

Ashvin Vijay - Who? What? Mr Blur.

Me - I'm just the audience.


The summary:

Once upon a time, there lived this delusional girl named Sa. Throughout our childhood, Sa has always portrayed the tom-boy.  Till the extent of when marmee read us 'Princess and the frog', when came the opportunity to throw a coin to make a wish (which was like every weekend), I wished to be the princess and she wished to be the frog (so that she could be kissed by a princess and become a prince).  But you know, she was like 4.  Unfortunately she never grew out of it.  She swore off boys and made them her smack buddy.  But SECRETLY, one fine day she fell in love, but only after declaring that chinese men are not suitable life partner.  So hence, the chosen suitor, Ashvin Vijay.


In 2007, I did not KNOW of Ashvin Vijay's existence till, EVERY single day Chester comes back home from school(or was it playground?) and tell us how Ashvin Vijay's cousin says that Ashvin Vijay is Sa's boyfriend.  We (mom and I) obviously do not believe such.  But it got hard to ignore after a while when Ter comes back with snip-bits of information. That was back in 2007.

It was late 2007 and she had to make a decision what she wanted to do.  She was trying all sorts of stuffs, including being a pilot.  She even started measuring herself.  Hah.  Short by a centimeter.  But whatever it is, we knew all these nonsensical nonsense was just a temporary thing, so we threw her in A-Levels and told her.. do that.

Here come 2008, so she was do do doing that.  When SOMEHOW I found out that Ashvin Vijay was going to pilot school.  Oo-oo, THEN I understood.  To ADD on to it, I noticed that her Facebook shows 'in a relationship'.  Hmm.. that aroused more suspision.  We asked her but she never admits but ignore.

Now come September 2008, I've got GOOFPROOF (yes, I meant goofproof) confirmation but only after ripping the throat of the informer out.  That Ashvin Vijay was indeed Denisa Khoo's boyfriend.  Now, when I told my friends, "guess what! Sa has a boyfriend. No, no, even better, she has an indian boyfriend".  That shocked everyone.  I was highly amused.  Very.  Till now we have not seen the stealth Ashvin Vijay.  Actually, we have never seen any of her friends before.

We now enter November 2009, lets just say the opportunity arose for me to now take role as the spy and I took it.  I was very well rewarded with precious information.

14.01.10.  Pipe burst, houses in SS18 (or partly) had no water.

Sa went out about 5pm.
Parents + Ter went out about 7:30pm.
And I went out about 8pm.

Parents + Bro decided to head to Subang Parade for dinner, Sakae Sushi.  Dad was proclaiming that he will bump into ME (according to marmee + Ter).  [Ahaha.. no way.]

This is how it went down:

Parents + bro sat down in the 4 seater booth at Sakae Sushi, happily eating.

Sis walks in with ASHVIN VIJAY (snickers snickers) and sat EXACTLY SIDE BY SIDE by my parents + bro.

She didn't see my parents + bro. [asking to be hung in the head aka suicidal]

Sis: *turns her head upon hearing my dad's voice* *SHOCKED*

Bro tries to take a picture to mms me. But since he couldn't he texted:
"Hahaha! We eat in Sake and sa jus came. Guess whos wid her"

Ahhhhh.. the joy.

Then later on she texted me: "Are u out nearby? I'm out too. Met mom at sakae sushi. I don't want to go home so early. Maybe meet up with you later tonight? 10ish?"

Hahaha.. she was trying to avoid interrogation.  Note, I wasn't nearby anyway.


Sorry Ashvin Vijay, that you had to meet my parents that way.
Sa, you deserved it.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Signing off.

I do not take back what I said.
My mind is my own. I suppose it is the same with others, hence the eagerness to defend.

But one thing, get this right, I am not defending the Muslims. Nor am I blaming the Christians. My overall cause of the entire post was and still is: Stop it. Over-reacting much? Contradicting lots?

Sorry, but what I believe in ~ may sound cliché but, it is peace.

And hell, these people are wrecking up Malaysia's peace now.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Getting Married!!

To all the people I love and loved..

It happened on one very very late night..

My beloved Indo, got so over excited over my wedding announcement..

That she yelled (I could hear it all the way from Indo):

Okay, before we jump into conclusions, such as my dearest Indo, lets review how she got there:

It started of with Chand sending a picture of her friend Evie's engagement party.

[caption id="attachment_200" align="aligncenter" width="448" caption="Evie's Engagement Party"][/caption]

First things first you MUST know about Chand. She chatters on about weddings & marriages nonstop. [once its on the table]

So her jumping from her friend's wedding to my alleged wedding wasn't a big surprise.

But what happened next was! *laughs madly*

THIS was how it happened:

Linda: I wanna ask you..
Chand: *quickly types not even looking at what popped up on the screen*
Linda: Maid of honour, must they be not married?
Chand: *press enter*

That was when the:



xx Chand. My Indo friend.  xx

Note: *laughs madly* *snickers snickers* Bobo head. No, I don't feel bad. Teehehehhh.

The whole 'god' debacle.

Part 2 >


Look. I'll state it in point forms:

  • The post specifically points at Malaysian Muslims and Christians.

  • I said 'to most people' the 'A' word means the Muslim god.

  • It was an unwritten rule, that the word 'Allah' is Muslims' [people do realise it is 'their language' right?]. They just legalised it. Deal with it. It actually should come as a no surprise that they finally legalised it. Yes, the East Malaysians are most affected, but like I said, 'should not be so restrictive and there should be some leniency'. The Muslims are just protective over their religion, so are everyone else. Otherwise, the Christians would not have tried force feeding the idea.

  • Extremists are extremists, regardless of the party. They will fail to rationalise.

  • Malaysia is Malaysia. Stop being fickle. One minute, Malaysia's for Malaysians. Next, bring in everyone elses. Just to win the case. Please.

  • The group that insist upon legalising the 'A' word on Facebook, is stepping over line.

  • Ever heard of take the high road? Okay, the churches got bombed. Guess that is THEIR version of extremist.

  • Admit it, both parties believe the other gods or any other gods for that matter do not exist but your own.

  • In relation to the point above, then why are people bringing up the 'your Allah is not my Allah?' *clears throat* YEAH, you BOTH parties believe that.

I think we should all learn to respect one another, know when to draw the line and not push buttons.

No offense.

Yes, the 'A' word has been used. Result: the Muslims are mad.

Yes, the churches got bombed. Result: the Christians are mad.

Regardless, the 'A' word should not be legalised for Malaysians to use.
But yet, it should not be so restrictive. There should be some leniency.

Its argued that, technically 'A' technically means 'god'.

Try to think of it rationally, when people actually say it, don't the Muslim's god come first to mind? To most people at least. Certainly the amount outweighs those who don't. Yeah, we all sing it in the anthem. Well, it is in a way their country. Stop making such a fuss.

It honestly wouldn't kill anyone to use the word 'tuhan' instead. That is if you are actually looking for a literal translation for the word 'god'.

Just, be rational.

It is still 5 alphabets afterall.

Note: I'm not defending whoever bombed the churches, that was uncalled for.

Monday, January 11, 2010

The new mistress in town.

Privillaged ninis.
Not only that KL kiddies + yuppies + rich brats have caught the craze of DSLR, it have extended to the rage of the BlackBerry's.
Ugh. And I own one.

In my defense, my BB is more than a year old & I honestly did not know Malaysia was catching the BB bug. The ultimate reason of me getting it is because BBs are AWESOME. I think so. I don't care what people think about their BBs. But the ENTIRE reason I own one is for its functionality (Self convincing).

In my books, for a phone to knock Sony Ericsson off my top list.. must be a pretty darn good phone.
But still, I love SE. True blue fan. Maybe I'll get me self an X2 when you know, I actually find a job?

Okay, back to the problem of BBs. Where's the standard? BB's are MEANT for yuppies. Little people like me should not be having one. Ah... hypocrite! *pfft*

Anyway, meet Number One hater of BlackBerry's.
Chand is Number Two. [She wanted one at one point though]

Which then he proceeded to try to convince me out of it.

Uh huh. Sure. I'll pop my BlackBerry.

Sunday, January 10, 2010


That was soooo yesterday.

*In no particular order*
Btw, there are 22 pictures. Eat it up.

[caption id="attachment_140" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Margin Department. Grrrrh!! I played Maroon 5's album like 80 times on repeat.."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_141" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Beach Party - Orientation."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_142" align="aligncenter" width="381" caption="XXX I love Sara's baboon butt pants. *snickers*"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_143" align="aligncenter" width="480" caption="CRV sunroof + TBD + Me = The car sign. It is rightfully mine though."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_144" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Palate Palette"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_145" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Puffy morning face.. 2005/6/7?"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_146" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="We're such posers."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_147" align="aligncenter" width="480" caption="*waves*"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_148" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption=""I'm like a kid""][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_149" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="We can tell it is who's first drinkkk..."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_150" align="aligncenter" width="480" caption="I rock."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_151" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Fort Cornwallis."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_152" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Friggin' Bandaraya."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_153" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Who drew us? "][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_154" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Yuen is MAD."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_155" align="aligncenter" width="480" caption="Cute gile!!! *coughs*"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_156" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Minemineminemineminemineminemine."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_157" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Photog damn konk. Don't know how to count!"][/caption]

BOTTOMS are 4 CLASSIC SHOTS of all time.

In our [backbenchers] books.

[caption id="attachment_159" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption=""Pleaseeeee you guyssss, PLEASEEEEE!" *snores* *snap snap*"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_163" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="LALA NUMBER ONE.!"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_161" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="*PooFF* *Boys come running, laughing* *Thomas: snaps away* Bugger."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_162" align="aligncenter" width="426" caption="Yeah babyy. Highlight of the year. *roll eyes*"][/caption]

Old skul rocks.
*closes chapter*

SARA KHOO, we seriously need pics.
TBD, get back to terrorised Malaysia.