Saturday, January 07, 2006
only a few hours ago, the boring club (mandy and cassandra) and the in-laws club (mornique, calysta and i) were having a pow-wow session outside the junction eight outlet of seven-eleven convenience store. we made a prank call, using calysta's mobile, to mftp. (: oh yes, how juvenile. thankyouverymuch. it's fun, okay!! poignant to announce, he didn't pick up the call and only called back, using his home phone line (now we've got his home phone number), when mornique, mandy and i left calysta and cassandra. calysta mentioned that his voice sounded 'cute'. aww.
it's really amazing how time whizzes pass you in a flash when you are enjoying yourself. like my 'salad' tweenie always says, "i always look forward to this day and it somehow ends unknowingly fast". indeed, i concur.
the town-gallivanting outing the bo-law (fusion word created from 'boring' and 'in-laws') club had
today yesterday (i really should learn to keep track of time) was described by mandy as the
best time she had in town. why? simply because of our mere juvenileness and enthusiasm. we played hideously silly number-guessing games, and punished the losers with awful-tasting
rojak food (think: rosti, chicken breast in black pepper sauce, grilled scallop in butter garlic and ham-cheese crepe mixed together). the patrons of the marche restaurant at the heeren shops were quite disturbed by our noise pollution. you can't help it when cassandra is sitting at your table. she, along with mandy, can produce the loudest, worst sounding laughter ever. embarrassment, evidently, isn't in her dictionary. she can burst into extemporaneous laughing without the very least of a courteous warning sign. i think i can label our behaviour asinine, without a tinge of doubt. however, i must emphasise that it's only in good company that you can - in joanna's words - do things which might turn you beetroot-red without a second thought. the best of it all is that you do not regret these actions and instead reminisce with a grin spreading across your face.
the 'harry potter' at wisma coffee club express, the coffee club express crew who made cassandra laugh at every sight of him, the gay and sissy british india outlet staff who took the same train home as us due to sheer bad luck, the upsetting foot shutter neo-print machine which turned us into ghastly creatures, the illegal photo shot at mini toons which led to a doltish sales lady's reprimand, the boring club members who always took unnecessarily long walking routes...and many more fond memories made us
trigger happy.
THE BO-LAW CLUB ROCKS!!!!! and to quote mandy's pet phrase, yayness!!
the quirky bo-law-ers 
&
hush pretty pink lady ;
at 2:27 am
the quirky bo-law-ers 