DHRYE - the late night show.

the trip back home was simply interesting. on bus 61.

there were no nice seats so we stood up. when the bus stopped at commonwealth or something, there's this ah-beng-lookalike who boarded the bus. standing up too, dre saw something in his hair and started bursting literally into his very own kind of laughter. pointing continuously at his hair i started noticing it too.

at one glance, poor boy he got bird shit on his spikey hair!

i mean, to all the ah bengs out there (or anyone who like to seriously use up half of the wax to wax his hair) please ensure that your hair have no VISIBLE white wax before heading outta your house. use another mirror to take a look at the back of your head or something. it just looked totally like some birds had just shitted on your head.. like prack! afterwhich, he found a relatively nice seat and sat down. die la now everyone can see the white thing even more clearly. damn. but lucky he don't know what we were laughing about.. that's pretty embarrassing.

since our eyelids were like dropping already, we closed our eyes while standing (that's a skill!) and wtf. one bloody ringtone woke us up. it's the very famous nokia ringtone - but zao xia! i thought it's like default in all nokia phones that it MUST sound like what all of us would have thought.. however it was the most CREATIVE and WEIRDEST mono ringtone i've ever heard in my entire life! too bad we didn't manage to record and put it here in time..

..we laughed sooo hard today at those things i tell you.

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here's beckham and ashley cole. they're celebrating, 1-0, yes.

i cant stand the commentator online anymore. he's very, very, erm, forget it.

92 mins - FULLTIME: one of the worse matches, not only of this World Cup, but of any World Cup throughout history. Ever. England stumble through thanks to Beckham's 2nd half free-kick, the highlight of a thoroughly uninspiring performance.

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unlike some people who have the luxury to watch world cup LIVE on their bloody scv, i watch it at
http://soccernet-att.espn.go.com/scoreboard?league=fifa.world&lpos=wcnav&lid=gn_sn_fifa.world+Scoreboard&cc=4716
where they have all the live scores and stuff like that.
clicking the arrow button beside the TIME of the current match would further lead us to 'GAMECAST'. which i STRONGLY recommend you guys to go to.

the commentator at ESPN.COM is real good man. i think i got a thing for funny commentators..

11mins - "Ibrahimovic goes for the acrobatic, and perhaps silly volley, from Ljungberg's cross. It goes way over and he is penalised for a high boot."
14mins - "He goes deep, looking for Ljungberg, but everyone misses it."
23mins - "It has been a disastrous start for the Swedes."
26mins - "It's great day to be a German midfielder. They're enjoying just so much space."
30mins - "Edman clips Podolski's ankle and it looks a little painful for the 2-goal striker."
35 mins - "and it gets even worse for Sweden - Lucic is sent off."
46 mins - "It would surely take a miracle to deprive the Germans of a place in the last 8."
52 mins - "Larsson blazes it over the bar. Lehmann never moved, and never had to. And surely now Sweden have no chance at all."
84 mins - "Schneider hits the post! It's the end of an excellent move, taking a deflection off Hansson and wrongfooting Isaksson." wrongfooting?! lol how the hell did the commentator even notice that?
88 mins - "It's no exaggeration to say this could have been a real thrashing."
91 mins - "3 added mins signalled, and spared a thought for Larsson. His excellent Sweden career is set to end in anti-climax."
wtf you may think? and yes, i love biased commentators too. =) dre is laughing with me here, LOL!

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she is so nice to come up with her own camp list to help me with my packing.
i mean i would have lots of trouble packing or end up bringing too many things.

a surprise i got.

i will be gone for 2 days.
it would be different, like suddenly without her. but i tell myself, look forward to thurs.

i will try my best for you la. so that u can haolian to your friends. haha
keep in contact please, msg as often as u can and i will reply as much as i can.
keep yourself occupied.
so that these 2 days will be a breeze. its 12 am.

dhrye anni is coming. :D

Posted by dhrye at 12:05 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

ah! only during holidays can i blog so much. =)

anyway. actually BOTH OF US are having camp this wed to fri, from the 21st to 23rd. sigh, but due to the lack of girls (pathetically 4 including me were confirmed going!) participating therefore the camp for us girls is officially cancelled..

..SIGH. i mustnt be selfish.

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i was wondering, how the hell do bloggers make big bucks (could go up to like a few thousands each month) with their blogs you know?

FYI, i'm not jealous of people owning cameras... cus we must be high-tech enough to live in this tiny dot what. but the purpose of owning one now is getting funnier. just a pretty random thought.

but now i roughly figured the above question out myself. firstly, you must have a camera preferably a digital one to take all the random pictures which would be posted on your blog, and so i wonder again, your cam MUST be your daily necessity whenever you're out then. cus you're so obsessed to take this take that to fill your blog with THAT many pictures (they MUST also be hilarious or out of the ordinary enough to keep people talking of course). sorry no offence, but i feel cameras are of a much better purpose than this. and videos are pretty much essential also... so your digital camera must be powerful and super good!

with a relatively well-designed template, lotsa pictures and videos with those funny captions, how can you NOT make that amount of money?

YOUR BLOG WOULD BE SO ALIVE THAT 'EVERYONE'S READING IT'.

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today is a pretty boring day. we went bballing for like 1 hour then went back home. it was so dull and gloomy outside.

slacking at dre's house now. waiting for the 9pm and the 12am match. he's forever sleeping you know. before lunch. after lunch. before dinner. after dinner. it's like, i hope the bed would disappear after he leaves it alone in the early afternoon and only reappears past midnight. and the thing is, he falls asleep lightning fast. like within 1 sec! im not kidding here. and sometimes i hope baby jerzelle would be here to disturb him - to prevent him from sleeping... because he wouldnt dare to scold her or sth. haha.

to save 1800 outta 2000 we have is simply NOT possible.
as if nothing is impossible. like that how to go germany?

anyway. BRAZIL ROCKS MY FREAKING BIG ASS! =D

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the only significant thing that happened today when i was out with dre was that there's this little kid that was walking towards me and holy shit i thought what was he going to do but he just pointed (and therefore so-called rested) his little finger on one of the printed stars on my surf shorts.

that lil kid, i just smiled at him.

but his mum was like pulling him away from me and told him
YES YES STARS HOR STARS HOR DONT GO POINT.

chill, mum!

p.s. i made such a stupid terrible mistake. dre said the kid was wearing a dress (so you know) and as im lazy to change all the he his to she hers so yea just trying to make that point across...

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i lost my phone yesterday - at home. i was searching for it HIGH and low and was feeling pretty frustrated cus i couldnt message him before i sleep like i do everyday.

but hey, i found it right before i sleep - it's in my pillow's pillow case. LOL. i dont know how the hell it went deep inside but yea. i really seriously dont know please.

i realised the handphone has become my necessity.

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true friends,
hard to come by,

some pple around me in my school care about themselves. there are a few pple who act nice in front of you but talk shit about u behind your back. some tried to do stupid stuff. all sorts. but none can be counted as a true friend.

one good example can be " the burger " ( real name not revealed )
she is boy-crazy but she pushes the blame to her friend.
she is crazy about this guy but insists that her friend is boy-crazy.
her friend is deemed as boy-crazy to her group of friends...
what a friend.

anyway . . .

DOS finally won 1 game.
that is against PPH.

not a bad game. shooting was like 4/11.
i feel that i cant play the game like i used to. i got nth to prove to anybody. not anymore.
studying is more important.
it gets u a career or a job to some.
so what if you are the best basketball player in singapore? u cant carve a career with it.
its SINGAPORE. OUR RANK IN FIBA IS DAMN LOW.
so we should go study.

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although i'd still like to play bball at a competitive level, but the team itself is quite a turnoff. no offence but the seniors are so by themselves. i mean hello? here's the juniors! if i were to go to NP last year i'd be with you guys you know.. i cant imagine that.

if there're bungs and stuff its alright, im so used to their attitude already. but then the bungs i met when i was balling last time were so much friendlier okay. i admit im having the thoughts of joining another cca. it's pretty like i won't even quit basketball no matter what, but here i am having the thoughts to do so purely because i feel very UNcomfortable training with them. training's on tmr @ kismis court, 6-9pm.

TIME is a major factor for me to change my perspective, huh?

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DOS lost 3 games in a row.
off day for a shooter? or just an excuse?

it made me think . . .
what was my actual motive of joining this team? was it that i got smth to prove and i wanted to shine amongst my teammates or just to win every single ball game. i dont care about stats, how many points u get doesnt bother me. i just wanna win the ball game.

but it is just different.
a different COACH
different teammates who think that stats are more impt than anything else. they think that to win u need to be a SCORER.
the confident andre is gone too. as well as his 3 pointers gone.

i cant believe that i shouted at my coach. it is just sub-consciously.
but well, he made me understand 1 thing .
the difference between a good point guard and a point guard.
to dictate or not.

the expectations that everybody have on me is just way too high. i am afraid they overestimated me.
maybe this aint my sport. maybe i cant play it well like i used to?
i have no idea.
DOS will go out of my head. it is just the sec 2 barker team.

she is there watching, cheering. no matter how many shots i miss.
had dinner at newton food centre with hy and lilys, TAKARA DA JIA LE in chinese. the food is not bad except it made my stomach real hot.

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to watch the bloody England vs Paraguay,
at the blue and orange restaurant cum bar,
we were prompted to order drinks every 5min before 9 o'clock strikes, order drinks when there's a fucking goal made,
fan ourselves cus the place is only partially air-conditioned (only ivan is doing it constantly actually),
and we gotta pay
whatever whatever charges thats 5 point something bucks,
GST,
and the very unknown CESS.

SAFRA @ MT FABER IS SO MUCH BETTER.
cushioned sofas with cushions,
the whole damn place is air-conditioned,
there's very empty spacious seats,
and not alot of people were walking in and out (or otherwise we wont know cus the place was rather quiet besides those ahpeks who's apparently supporting paraguay),
and there's of course no GST, whatever whatever charges, and CESS.

anyone who knows whats CESS please do some good. enlighten me.

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gonna catch the world cup fever, man. with the same old gay friends of ours.

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out with xt yest. goodness she's still so boney. no nothing, you know? haha. anyway. bcos her 'new toy' is not digital, i cant post our pics up. =( but anyhow anyhow, we were laughing pretty hard when:

1) i told xt to take the pic of the mickey mouse balloon at the taka toy fair. she said it was too high up - then asked me to pull it down so that she could take the shot. i was about to go find the string to pull it down - how i know it's tied to a boy's hand.

2) we went to buy bubble tea outside far east.
me: one mango juice please.
auntie: with bubble?
me: huh. (feeling puzzled for just a brief sec - holding my laughter, turned around only to find xt doing the same thing)
auntie: (doesn't seem to realise anything wrong with whatever she've said) with pearl?
me: yeaaa.

xt told me she wanted us to find some connection between bubble and the drink because IT IS bubble tea! but HUH? lol

i bought a pair of shorts for 19 point something bucks. 60% off.
xt bought a headband for 4 point something bucks. 60% off also.
THIS IS THE GREAT SINGAPORE SALE!

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Common Test Week.

3/6 introduction to financial accounting
6/6 engineering maths computer and information processing
7/6 engineering mechanics business statistics
8/6 electrical technology microeconomics
9/6 manufacturing technology

busy week for Dhrye.

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