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Wednesday, September 16, 2009

= 09 September 09 =

*narration is below, not above, pictures
That's "two"enty-one for you. Trigger happy Nat started snapping pictures and being the toot i was, i gave her the silliest pose. *shrugs*
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After much lateness from everyone (thank you so much for coming early Gracey dear), ESPECIALLY FAWN WHO LIVES IN THE SAME BLOCK AS I DO, we took off for Seletar Airbase at 5.50pm (initially 5.30pm) - with a spacious 8 passengers in the van and a squashed 5 passengers in Dennis' car (ROFL!).

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In the picture from he back row: Gracey, Tash (someone loks grumpy), Valentino, Jerome, Me, Iwan, Mike, Dennis (i cant tell WHAT row he is, hahah!)
Girl power! row: Kim A., Kim Y., Nat
Squatter: Terence
The sun was setting when we FINALLy arrived at Seletar Airbase. The roads have changed much since I been there. Everytime i go there it's a dfferent path so if anyone asks me how to get there, I DUNNOOOOOO.
Anyways, Nat seemed to looove the pretty sunset, though there really wasnt anything to love about. It was hazy. It was cloudy. So you can guess as much how it looked like. 1st time i was there, it was SPECTACULAR. Pity i didnt have any camera with me then. =((! I WAS SADDEN TO BITS!!!

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More pictures. When we finally finished loitering aaround the outside of the restaurant (Sunset Grill & Bar), we took more pictures when we settled down. AND I DID GET YOU FAWN! HA HA HA HA! WOOHOO! xD
Hmmmmmm, Vally dissappeared.....

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After a looooong deliberation on what to get, the food finally arrived. Juicy battered mushrooms.



Nachos with sour cream, cheese, chilli beans and salsa dips.
She didnt take the it but we had Calamari and Battered Prawns and Grilled Sausages. And that's just our appetisers!
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This is the star of the show. Their spicy buffalo wings. They have them in Levels from 0 to 10 (on the menu), but if you can finish 1 Level 30 wing, your name goes up in their hall of fame (just for a month. hahaha!)
Now that i see them under white light, i dare say they look spicy. IT'S SO RED!

We started off with a simple level 1. The chilli eaters didnt think anything of it.
Then level 3. Getting there... but not quite yet. WHERE IS TEH SPICYNESSS??
Level5.... was much better but yet they craved for that KICK.
Being itchy backsides, they ordered a level 10!

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Mike embarking on a brave trip to Level 10.

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I'm not sure what level Nat's having but she's sure having fun!
Personally, when i took small bite outta level 10, this was what happened:
"OH MY GOD! AAARRRGGGHh!!!!!" *coughcoughcough*
"ohmigawdaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!" *pantpantpant*
*drinks water* (didnt help)
*takes deep breath*
*starts to tear*
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*takes another bite*
*repeat process*
LOLOLOLOLOLOL!
same thing happened to Jo. well, nearly. she cried tooo! whereas Mr. Cooldude Jerome, took it easy and started to paint his tongue with cheese after 5 mins in. HOHOHOHOH! and the sweat* baby! xD
*if you were wondering, no, Jo didnt sweat. I dunno why!

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What was Iwan standing on?!?!?!?!
Yes, as were at an Airbase, there WERE planes there. As sua ku singaporeans, it was only nationalistic that we took some pictures.

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A curious looking snapshot of Dennis and 4 stalking orbs of mysterious light.

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Double chocolate made by the best baker i have known (so far). She's teaches in Shatec - her position: CEO chef.

Extra sweet, extra chocolatey, extra sinful.

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TASH! WHAT IS UP WITH YOUR HAIR!

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It was very noisy, very distracting, but yet it WAS a looong wish.
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Ah, now it's the whole group.
Top row: gracey, Jo, tash, iwan, vally, jerome, terence
middle row: fawn, kim y., nat, kim a.,
my row: shell, me, dennis, mike
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and what's a celebration without the family?
(he's my brother.....-in-law, fyi)
and yesyes, i look more like my mom and my sis like my dad. but i have my dad's ears. HAHHA!

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they made open them. dennis was like, "guess what we got you!"
"erm, soft toys?"
"..... no, earrings! big gigantic ones! hope they fit you!"
"............................ i dont think they are big enough though"
"good luck man"
see the newpapers tucked under my arm? THAT was layer one.
My lovely assistant Fawn held the 2nd layer and third layer (which were both bubble wrap).
Um, they took a picture of my reaction when i saw what it really was, but i didnt like it though. you CAN imagine how reacted right? hahaha! thank again guys =)
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and whats the use of a pair of headphones when i have nothing to plug it to?
*harts*
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It was quite a birthday. Full of surprises and different experiences. On the way home, the van had a gear problem and almost broke down in the middle of the expressway. AHAHHAHAHHA! and popular tow truck company EMAS was stalking tailgating us thw WHOLE journey (until we got off the expressway).
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For those of you who were wondering why i didnt invite you, to be fair, i didnt invite many either. The maximum was 20 people including my family. It was really difficult for me to squeeze my invitation from 35 to 15. If i could, i would throw a another one somewhere else with all of you. If i could, i would =)


~ { 8:53 pm }
1John4:7-10