I should have blogged more often and not back posting events that are weeks overdued but in my defence it wasn’t writer’s block or lack of news-worthy material. I refuse to post up mandane boring photos of my “journey to work and back” and so I have to be socially apt and do all these great activities to be featured. I must admit, I lack the night social party streak but my dinner appointment are nothing to be shameful, I’m always having this fabulous dining experience with friends and family. I’m 30, I shouldn’t act 20.

My life is NOT sad that I had to take either the MRT or bus all the way to Bedok or Yishun just to kill time; be useful PUHLEEESE and I certainly do not have the luxury of time as my weekends are jam-packed with activities and freelance jobs and photos to edit for my clients and of course my portfolio. I’ve neglected blogging and blogging is supposed to be fun yet sometimes I had to mince my words and be “more sensitive” to the people around me.

My friends have been forewarned, if you screw with me, the whole world will know about it, talk about damage control, huh. That’s why probably why some are not even replying to my SMS-es or emails. That, to me is just effing RUDE. Moral education in primary school, you skipped those lessons, is it?

Ok, Pah. Less sarcasm, I’ll try.

That was a long opening speech to my entry, emotions always get the better of me. I NEED THE CHILL PILL, faktor usia la katakan. Daddy sent me to Eunos MRT, actually I got him to drove me there because he wanted me to follow him, Mummy and Cik Enon to the wedding at Bedok, like it’s not going to take 5mins. I should have told Norman to wait for me at TKC instead, he was from there and I had to hail a cab to ECP. And, I still reached earlier than Yan who was OTW even before I left Jurong. She dropped at Parkway and walked all the way to our pit which was very near to the Bedok Jetty. Pengsan lor.

Hear Norman grumble…but they soon made up and did this impromptu shoot for me. Channeling their inner avatars and climbling the Tree Of Life, playing a tribute to the people of Pandora. EWAH EWAH EWAH…

Picnic 1 from aeqmal huat on Vimeo.

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The ladies abducted me and brought me all the way to Changi Airport Terminal 3 for supper. The heated topic of the night was as per Fieda’s FB shoutout, “What’s ur expectation between a friend & acquintance? A priority or jz an option?..3 frens thinking n discussing over at TCC Changi Airport…ehmm…“

We didn’t get any ice-cream though. Oh except Seha…uh was that ice-cream..??

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Great news!! Great news!! Our Mak Buyong has finally delivered her two bundles of joy. Both Mummy and twins are OK as to date. Seyiph is now a big bro, at a tender age of 2. Congrats Icha & Riq!!! Masya-allah, this is truely a blessing.

The Boys At Sleep (taken from Riq’s FB with some minor edits done)

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It’s 5pm on a Thursday afternoon at work and suddenly I’m having MAJOR CRAVING for epok epok. I’ve been on a FRUITS ONLY diet and I’m beginning to hallucinate. Please don’t ask me why I’m on a fruit diet, it’s not as per doctor’s instructions but it’s my own NEED TO DETOX time of the month which I deliberately starve myself out of sheer desperation. Yes, this is to make up for the binge-ing done in January.

I don’t go for the Old Chang Kee’s but the ones sold near bus stops or MRT stations that cost only $1.00 for 3. Albeit smaller but way more sedap than the MAKCIK BOYAN’s at Ayer Rajah that sold ‘em for effing $0.60 per piece!!

Mak….mamal nak epok epok!!!!!

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