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wow it's february already. one month has passed and well, i feel even less prepared for the A levels than ever before. i have to say that i'm scared, scared out of my mind. i really need to calm down.

mummy told me that the state of my hair reflects the state of my mind. and WELL. everyone has seen the state of my hair x) my lovely classmates say my hair looks like it's having a rock and roll dance party. and guang keeps calling me superman coz of my curly fringe that comes out no matter what way i try and pin it up x)

anywayyy. today is Bhen's waras (birthday in the Islamic calendar)! and last night, my parents held a function for her at the masjid (mosque). i was very sad actually, because it's Bhen's last waras with us =( ahhhhh why do girls have to move away from their families! it's so unfair. but i guess it's a man's world afterall. anyway, i have to blog about a few silly things that happened during this function, coz it was one of the most eventful functions yet x)

the function was going to start at 6.40pm, but my family decided to leave the house earlier because we had some stuff to finish up at the masjid first. and since Chingay was last night too, the Nicoll Highway was going to be closed at 5.30pm. so we decided to leave at 5. of course, whenever we decide to leave at a certain time, it's very likely that we end up leaving later, so when we finally left the house we were already rushing like crazy.

that was when i noticed that the sole of my Neckerman's was coming loose. we were getting late so i decided to just get in the car anyway. and so as we drive there, my family starts discussing about how we might not make it in time and they'll close the Nicoll Highway. and this was what it sounded like:

Mummy: how will they close the roads? at exactly 5.30 they'll block the road and insist that all the cars just turn back?

Bhen: yes, a bunch of policemen will stand in a row on the road and stop the cars.

Alef: yes that's right, a few accidents must be happening every year as well.

Bhen: that's the only way policemen in Singapore can die on duty.

HAHAHA. i love my family. so anyway, we did make it on time and didn't run over any policemen in the process. then later on during the function, my mom felt that we might not have enough juice to serve. so she sent Bhen, Alef and me to Cold Storage in Funan to get more juice. see, the 3 of us were wearing very different colours, Bhen was wearing bright red, Alef was wearing bright green and i was wearing bright blue. so i guess we looked kind of comical. i only realised exactly how comical we looked when a Malay family walked past us and spoke to each other in Malay thinking we didn't know what they were saying. they said something along these lines:

"eh eh look at those people's clothes! how funny!"

"where where?? oh yah they look so funny! oh i know! they must be taking part in Chingay!"

HAHAHA. it's fun being Indian and knowing Malay. i get to hear all sorts of hilarious things everyday. so anyway, we get the juice and begin walking back to the masjid. and then as we walk through Peninsular Plaza, the sole of my Neckerman's completely comes off, and i can't walk with my flapping slipper. and so, i had to put my arm around Bhen's shoulder and hop, yes HOP, all the way back to the masjid. I KNOW RIGHT. i felt so silly x) everyone kept staring.

okay anyway, i suddenly lost the urge to blog, i don't know why x) anyway, let me just say this:

WARAS MUBARAK BHEN!

i love youuuuuu.