Saturday, November 21, 2009

I havent ever stayed in a hotel so gorgeoulicious before.



JW Mariott has taken the cake, cream and cherry on top, the icing, the fruits and the plastic covering and the box.



Suffice to say:

BLOODY BRILLIANT.



Phuket is beautiful. There are spectacular, breathtaking beaches, beautiful people, fantastic hotels and the people are unbelievably friendly. The waves are huge and crashing, the locals are funny and silly.



Vacation was, languid. At best. The kind i adore the most. Where you laze around, feeling the slow, comforting brilliance of the holiday, swigging copious amounts of vividly hued barcardi/nite (they obviously dont give a flying heck about your age there) and talking.





The trip there was excruciating. The flights from Budget Terminal are usually painful and they seem loads longer than they are. Worth it all, of course.



The apartment we arrived in had two rooms and an enormous bathroom which we could all have well lived in. And the tub was huge and squarish, like the baths in MTV Cribs and i SWEAR all 10 of us could have fit into it. It was rockin.



Everything in the hotels were branded with turtle-ish things. The mart was Turtle Mart, the free beach balls had little turtles inside. Turtle maniaaaa.

(we found out aft abit that the beach was supposedly a nature reserve. turtles came up the shore to have little turtles during the mating season- which we missed rawr)

The bestest part was the sunset, which blew everything we'd seen (even the masses of trannys in Mai Cau Beach) out of the water. All of us were rendered speechless for a few moments. It was those special moments where words were just so lacking. We sat sprawled on the beach, watching the sky become drenched in red, for a long, long time. Its was like time had frozen just for a little while.

Got to know Quan a little better, sunsets really do open people up (:


Now the days seem to mesh into each other. Cant seem to remember which day was which anymore. This does happens alot.


We went cycling though, on the second day, i should think. It wasnt just cycling, it was butt cramping ass kicking root obstacled hole and trenches riddled cycling. My mom couldnt make it past the rubber plantation, but other than that, it was relatively uneventful other than my sisters fall, which was probably my fault. But lets leave the past in the past.


There was the large transparent ball which Heng and Quanie fell in. Many times. The one where you can technically walk on water, except you at the same time get boiled alive, so says the bings. They were like hamsters, running around fruitlessly, falling and slipping and smaking themseleves on the surface of the ball. It was most fun to watch.



Most of all, i kinda remember the Taboo. Which is probably a very silly thing to remember because you can play Taboo anywhere, in the bathroom, at home, at BBQs, wherever. But shoot me.

Bing was really swell at being the Asker. We kinda tweaked the game and Bing just sat there and did a smashing job of doing rapidfire Asking and the three of us would guess.

It was crazy, silly fun.


I remember the muay thai (where we totally screwed with the equipment) and darts and swimming and wave jumping and the jellyfish. I remember the cafe we ate in 4 times. IN A ROW.

But most of all i remember that it was really nice to get to know your friends a little better.


PROM
Buying prom dress was really fun. We scampered all over singapore to find the perfect outfit then we crashed at Caras and watched BRING IT ON into the night, after a dress up session ((:

Prom marked the Leaving of Secondary Schooldom, which is indeed a rather joyous occasion. I have not begun to miss school. I might take a while.

I did my makeup and MAC because my mom bought some products so i got a free makeover. I looked rather ghastly, to tell the truth. Makeup is so redundant X/ After a failure of a performance consisting of You Raise Me Up and a song our class could not get right, we ate some yummu food, and then it was photo after photo and there. Nothing fantastic. I would descibe it as Enjoyably Anti-Climatic.

The Hotel Room though, was fun.

We partayed in the hotel and outside except i think i when i become tipsy i fall straight to sleep and miss all the action. Which sucks. Me and Loo had a dance off BEFORE we had all the bacardi and vodka and we were already drunk on OURSELVES. I hadnt even drunk anything yet and we were rubbishing around ouside Raffles City. It was AWESOME.

Then we went back to the room and Ser brought some vodka to mix with green tea and sprite but i was OUT AFTER TWO CUPS. Call me Lights Out Amanda .


After we came back there was SPORTS DAY

WHICH YELLOW TOTALLY OWNED.
OMG YELLOW HOUSE ROCK ON.

Our team Weiting Loo and Mabes me totally owned the relay, (for the first time in four years we beat GREEN holy) and yellow completely made a sexy sweep of most of the first places.


WE ROCK SO DARN HARD.


The Dog Days

( If you recognise this and you DO NOT HAVE A YOUNGER SIBLING, respect, i say. Respect.)
Ironically, i was at Puppy Debbie darling 's hosue that i learnt to like dogs.

She forced me to let her dog SNIFF MY FEET as i stood, trembling in trepidation, frozen with fear, my blood running cold.

My aunty, her siblings and her laughed at my feeble attempts to get over my phobia as i had stood on the top of the stairs where Waffles, the dog, couldnt get me.

After mustering up ALL the courage i possessed, i managed to not flinch and RUN AWAY SCREAMING when waffles approached me. And bent down. AND SNIFFED ME.

I nearly died of a heart failure.

But then i was over it in a flash and i started to become strangely attatched to Waffles who seemed to have lost all intrest in me after a minute of sniffing my feet. He ignored me. I hoped this wasnt a sign of how my future relationships would play out.



Sleepover at Puppys was BRILLIANT. We played Rock Band/Rock Hero (i can never see the difference) and sang YO I TELL YOU WHAT I WANT WHAT I REALLY REALLY WANT till we went hoarse . Serene and Eldea were the epicest singers in the ENTIRE WORLD. It was sweeeet.


CHURCH CAMP

Fam Camp at Batam was surprisingly fun. Cause i met the cutest little 5 year old girl alive called Becky. I want to eat her up. She is so overly adorable. It shouldnt be allowed.


Becky Quote: "Because i dont want anyone to be jealous"
-On why she always made it a point to hug everyone, and not leave anyone out.

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