Chestnuts

One of the most obvious signs that I love my friends is that I'm constantly reminded of them whenever I see something somehow in association, be it in the character traits, appearance, etc..

So yesterday I was happily eating chestnuts that my ever so thoughtful mum bought for me.
It was an enjoyable experience until I decided to break one of the chestnuts into half and then having the most perfect eyesight, I saw a squirmy little thing in right in the middle. On further examination(touching and all), I realised that it was a dead and roasted maggot (it didnt take too long).
So the main point is.. I thought of Sze Ying. =D

After which I spent the next few hours in serious discussion with my maid on the origins of that roasted maggot. She insisted that there was a hole in the Chestnut and somehow the egg got inside the chestnut and grew into a maggot. I, on the other hand, was very sure that it was the end product of a forbidden love between Mr Mag and Ms Chessy.


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YY's Birthday.

Yes! Here it is! The end result of our commendable effort at planning this wonderful day. In my opinion, it turned out well. Hoped everyone enjoyed themselves, esp the bday girl. =)

Star of the day....none other than the ever so pretty... YY!

Hmm... Have we forgotten that THIS IS MY HOUSE! (whoa... relaxed huh..)

At some ulu pub with a waiter that doesnt understand English...and we had to choose a seat near the toilet. X___X

Yes. my friends are models. esp the one on the right.

Hmm... people call her 'BIMBO'.. and I wonder why...............

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Thoughts

Why do birds fly when ants crawl?
Why do people bask under the lights of fame while others fight for a piece of bread?

Why do we need answers?

He who fights finds joy in the slightest achievement of a crumb and the ants gratified in the sand..