Tuesday, January 02, 2007

2 BBQs In A Row

2 BBQs In A Row

oh the bbq at kah how's chalet on sat night was cool as his friends were all so hospitable, even though we didn't know them at all.

one kept refilling drinks, one was stationed at the pit barbecueing food all the while, sweating like mad, and one was talking and trying to make us feel welcomed. food came plate after plate like magic. it's like after you finish the first plate, the next plate just came automatically.

one even overheard us ranting that we wanted to take the last train home, and reminded us that it was getting late and we needed time to get to the mrt station, while we were playing childish games like heart attack.

one offered to sent us to the mrt to cheong for the last train, and even told us to call them back if we missed it, which we eventually did.

and kah how, being the gentleman he is, sent us all back home by cab and even though we gave him money, he called me and forced me to give him my account number so that he can return us the money. the thing was, he went back to chalet after sending us home. can someone just imagine the cab fare? from the east to the west then back to the east again?


a short few hours made a difference in my thinking. if a friend could, others definitely can.



the second bbq at kian's house was funny. was chatting with kenneth online when he asked:

"who's there at his house?"

"weian and his gf, benny."

"weian is gay?"

i swivelled the chair with force and turned to face the rest in the room and burst out into laughter. what i meant was: there was weian and his gf AND benny. gawd, kenneth, you are one funny man. and all of them blamed me for my lousy english. i mean, who constructs a sentence with two "ands" inside?

so we slacked and watched benny play PS2 while i was dozing off and they took turns to laugh at me. and kian has orange smell shower foam. yucks. teck soon then performed stunts and i reached home at a freaking 6am. benny's singing sucks.

it was all in all, a very fun night haha! insider joke though, there are always spies around. =) ssshh.


fireworks like platters of bird shits.

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