i cried buckets today

yup i did, you do not read wrongly, although albeit buckets of lilliputian dimensions, maybe like with a capacity of 1-2ml or something like that...

Haven't cried that much in months, and i was constantly wiping my eyes with my sleeves, although the tears kept on flowing...

However, it was hardly some episode of Oprah, but rather my experience of, together with Debz, chopping up onions for the first ever time...

I find it so cool to experience something that you've heard about many a time, and read about as well, for the first time... Yup, indeed, i was like thinking to myself, "yay, so exciting, i'm cutting onions, and i'm tearing up too!!!" I wonder if onions are Huang Biren's secret to being able to cry in like every other scene that she appears in in those channel 8 shows, cos it's so easy to cry when you cut them...

Well, anyway, the event was the cookout for swordfighters and various other assorted CF pple at Mel's house in Kembangan this afternoon. Ruiyi cooked a very delicious (although not spicy enough for my tongue) chicken curry, which i eventually helped myself to at liberty (i think i ate at least six pieces, plus at least a whole tomato and some pieces of potato too, not to mention loads of gravy) The highlight for me was actually playing a small part in the curry's fruition, as i helped to chop up onions, potatoes, tomatoes, and chicken, miraculously without drawing any blood at all (save for the chicken's), as well as played the role of supporting curry stirrer when it was being cooked (and incurring a little battle scar of a pot burn on my right pinkie). So interesting, actually i think cooking is quite fun, but knowing my track record with attempting to prepare even the simplest of stuff, i shall not attempt to do any cooking without proper supervision...

Lot's of other great food too, like Ming Hui's romaine lettuce salad with magic japanese mystery dressing, and Kevin's salad topped with instant jellyfish, which tasted much better than it sounds, as well as the toasted tulip cocktail sausages (i like to call them little brats). There also was Fern's glutinous rice thingy,of which i only sampled a mushroom, since it also was full of dried shrimps, which i would never be able to stomach without feeling nauseous, but from what i hear, tasted really good too...

Anyway, it was a really good and relaxing time, which i think i sorely needed after the past hectic week of matric fair activities... Thank God for great timing.

After that, i decided to walk over to my Aunt's house where there was dinner. Although the place was also in the east, it still took me quite some time to get there, since i walked from Kembangan MRT all the way to near Chai Chee Sec (but anyway i don't mind any extra exercise that i can get, as well as any savings from not taking the bus).

It was there that i realised that all three of my cousins who are at the most two years younger than me have all gotten their driving licences already... Really it seems that everyone around me can drive nowadays... Ann, one of my cousins, even asked me why was i so lazy (in a joking manner of course), such that i had not gotten my licence yet, after all i had a headstart over all three of them by virtue of my age... Bleah... I really have to stop procrastinating and do something soon, or i may end up being without having done anything even after graduating.

That annoying "reach out for the skies" song keeps on ringing in my head, which is most discomforting... What could be worse than a bad catchy song that sticks in your head despite your best efforts otherwise? Well, the answer to that is a bad catchy song that sticks in your head despite your best efforts otherwise that is co-sung by Taufik... But something is even worse than that, imagine if this bad catchy song was sung by Sylvester... Eek! No contest, i'd then be avoiding anything to do with NDP whatsoever... Can you imagine tuning in to see a whole padang full of people sticking out their tongues while doing that devil sign with their hands? Positively stomach-churning. Thankfully, i do not know the highly amusing dance steps that come along with the song, i think it would be sheer torture to have those moves stuck in one's head... The only thing i'd be reaching out for would be the toilet bowl to puke into...