Her birthday celebration starts from sunday till yesterday which was her actual birthDAY. Sunday we went NYDC to celerbrate her birthday . i wanted to prank her in someway. but.....kinda short of "materials" so I'LL LET HER OFF THIS TIME. eheheheh. i ordered a Tears In
yesterday - monday (her actual birthday), we went Cafe Cartel. i ordered a St Louis Pork Ribs and the rest had pasta.
that pork rib is super big! after eating i felt like i had just ate a calf, or about 3-4 bowls of bak kut teh.
At Clarke Quay
after the dinner at cafe cartel, the time was only 10 plus. it was still too early to go home. so wenling and me went down to Clarke quay to slack. we also went to look for joey and leonard at their work place. Song fa the buk kut teh shop.
my plan was suppose to tour the whole CQ area, till the sun appears again. but wenling wanted to slack by the Singapore river instead, so we did.
it was suppose to be only the two of us, however, there was someone else. in the mids of our slacking, this guy called himself a loner and ask if he can join us. we got stunned for awhile but still agreed.
he looks like a fairer version of bangala, long messy curly hair (sth like Angus hairstyle but longer).so i thought it's 2 against one, even if anything happens he is still at the losing side. after he sat down beside wenling the atmosphere is duper wired. he broke the silence by introducing himself. "halo i am ??????" eventually i din catch what is his name. his accent is hard to catch.
as we chat on, we found out that his name is Nick 18, and he is from Nepal. that explain his RRRRLLLL accent. just imagine every word you say with RRRRRRLLLLLLLL behind.
irrrlllll sturlllddyyy in compasaavalrrrrrrrllllll scondarryyyyyyyllll
yea. sth like this.
many times in the conversation i thought he was speaking tamil to me. wenling is the best, she seems to be able catch his RRRRRRRRRLLLLLLL accent. we talk alot of crap, and sometimes we just totally don understand each other. we will just ha-ha along and he will smile.
wenling introduce herself as "Jamie" and i introduce myself as "Terry". that guy just can't pronounce "Terry" but he got no prob with "Jamie".
i wanted to take a picture of him, he refused at first but still allows me when i ask him the second time. i manage to snap one, but my samsuang capture only shadows. well done. otherwise i will be able to show u how he looks like. u will be surprise that he said he is 18. (he may be lying)
about 30mins later one of his friends came and join us. we were like er...........not right.....kinda feeling. his friend looks more like a bangala. he shook our hands and introduce his name. his name is Rush but i heard Shalommn instead. is my ear or their accent? RRRRRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLL? accent.
Rush speaks better english, because he had been in s'pore for 2 yrs whereas Nick is only 6 mths old here.both of them are studying in Auston College (not sure about the spelling).
Rush : "how old are your?"
Wenling : "guess which year i am born in."
Rush : "1981 ? 1984? 1986? 1989? "
Wenling " NO!!!!!!!! 1991, i am only 17 !!!!!"
Nick : " HAHA!!! Don lie."
Rush : " really? cannot be! "
Wenling : " REALLY !!!!! I AM 17 !!!!!"
she even showed them her ez-link card but still none of them believed her. Nick even doubt that, that ez-link card is her sister one.
we had a long chit chat with that two stranger that night.
the picture we took before the loner join us.
that night itself i captured two ghostly picture
1st the mysterious mad women.
2nd the ghostly head that float in the taxi.
WHERE IS MY
