we are all born mad. some remain so.

back from the 2903 chalet. IF you can even consider that a class chalet. no point denying that i wasnt pissed off at any point before the chalet. ive decided to accept joan's point and take the benefit of the doubt that they did try to make an effort to come but couldnt. i totally understand it was difficult and impossible for many of you, but i cant say the same for the rest. ive always believed that if you want to stay as a group or class, everyone has to make an effort. this chalet wasnt a clique thing so i dont think that excuse stands. if you purely feel that we are not 'your type' or for monetary reasons then i accept it as that. but you'll know what i will show you if you can see me now.

well those things aside... here's the photos!

met geri at IRAS before proceeding down to meet joan and jeannie... they were slacking in ya kun... look wad they made with the dark soy sauce...


then we went to the cold storage and swept up the stuff for bbq...


and we checked into the chalet! it was freaking huge. our room was terrace one, and it came along with a flower name for each apartment. our's was acada or something like that. we really liked terrace 4 though. its name was desert rose. :)

then we begin preparing the stuff...

bootylicious geri joan and jeannie hahaha...

while mel was...


no fret. she was into making the fire in spite of her beautifully manicured nails!


but mine rocked better HAHAHA!


but melly had to leave earlier... sobxxx ok im not angry mel. just disappointed! :(

it was kinda late when the people started coming... mr quack reached first! den we started bbqing and munching... and kingman and teresa came! den joce came with chih and crystal!

we melted the bar of chocolate in a wok and dipped our bbq-ed mashmallow into it! the greatness of the taste was affirmed by... non other than jocelyn the gourmet!


and chih is a happy woman with a great new hairstyle to go with. :)


then we chilled out at the table.......


and sat around the bbq... knightresses of the bbq pit.


and mr.quack gave a hand in bbqing! apparently he is obsessed with chilli and hot dogs... HAHAHA. when he took over the bbqing job... he developed what i called the quack system:

ITS TOO NEAT AND ORGANISED!!!!! but that's what you get frm a math tutor! :D

too bad he got hen-pecked...


and had to leave us early (2+am). bye mr quack!


we took a group photo... that was 3+am... we still looked sane.


and we all snuggled into one room, and sat on the bed and talked and talked and talked and talked... about... everything! ive gotta admit no other topic lasted as long as guys and sex. the content were all negative HAHAHA. thats us. tjc arts class.

so the next morning... only me and chih were the sole survivors... while the others woke slowly... we cooked a great pot of myojo noodles (5 packets and 10 eggs in chicken bone soup)...


and joce chih teresa and king left an hour earlier... while we slowly made our way to pack up and wait for the person to allow our check out... and then we left! :)

its been a great bbq (though i was aching like hell and dozing off everywhere)

really didnt mind all the hustling...

and i was a maid for a day...



it was worth it. for you girls :)