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"stepping out on my own"




Sunday, February 24, 2008
Ring Ring!

Prank calls are just so fun, aren't they? They scare the shit out of people receiving them, or cause great confusion, or even elation. Amazing isn't it? How something totally made up can cause such a barrage of emotions from people.

Ms Sheryl Seow, Danny and I were having a boring night with nothing better to do, and also laden with the task of having to inform some peeps about a certain outing on a certain monday. Anyways, we decided to call them using an unfamiliar number to them, and pretended to be someone we're not, placing them in weird ass situations that no one wld like to be in... such as those receiving calls from people of the opposite sex trying to 'get to know them better', or a certain prankee who received a call asking her to come collect an amazing prize - a Suzuki Swift, and then realising that it's fake!

Danny and I did all of the made-up characters, cos we realised that once we passed the phone to Sheryl, her voice immediately gave her away. So, yeah, she's THAT recognisable. I think she'll be one of those people whom others wld say - 'I'll recognise her even if she turns into ashes!' So for the night, Danny became Johnny, who has a thing for sprinters, and Andrew, who loves Red Bull, while I took on the alias of Faz's gf (no gift for guessing who received that call!), Janice from Zouk informing a certain chiongster of her winning a Suzuki Swift, and Melissa who has a crush on a certain 'cool' fella in PESS. Yes, yes, the fun of being able to pretend to be someone u're not, and scare the shit out of others.
On another note, the fun continued the next day for Dan and me as we brought Vodka and QC to Sentosa for a swim. The tide was so high, that when your mama jumped in, there was a tsunami! Ok, no, that's not what I wanted to say but it just seemed like a good opportunity to say that. It was so high, that the Southern most point of SEA had no more coast. It was a direct jump into the water and the poor dogs had to swim for such a long time, with no beach to lay on unless they climbed onto the rocks, or scrambled up to the pavement. The water was so high that the bridge was really just on the surface of the water.

Oh man, the water's freezing!

Yes, you're the retriever, so show of, why don't u?

Yes, I see a rock to rest on! *sprawls*

I'll just roll around in the sand... then Dan will have an extremely hard time washing me later... take that for not bringing me here more often!




All that swimming's got me hungry...


Can I have a treat pls????


How about one now?

Or now? Pretty please?

Ok, dammit, I get it... no treat. Argh...



Dirty, sandy, wet and tired doggie No. 1

Dirty, sandy, wet and tired doggie No. 2

We saw this garbage truck on our way home... notice anything peculiar about it?

How about now? See a certain ninja turtle? I guess Pokemon's more popular now...