A Picture of my cake
So elegant. So sweet. Just how my day started.
Wore a new skirt (oh yay, clothes). Went to MidValley. Watched Charlie and the Chocolate Factory with Michelle, Zu and Elaine. Pretty darn good, I would say. Had lunch I think, or something like that. Went to get my results - Not bad :) But I'm not telling.
Now you see the BIG picture
The whole kaboodle. Flowers untouched in the scramble. To be honest it didn't look too bad till i dropped the box 2 feet from my front door. But Hey, what can you do?
Went to my parent's office. Mum stalled (you'l get why later). Mum drove me home. I see a blonde person running barefooted, closely followed by a skinny asian chick. The plot thickens.
Candles buried in the aftermath of the cake fight
I am told to go to the swimming pool to get something from the restaurant manager. Highly unlikey so I suspect a devious scheme. Mum was never good at lying. I spot about 7 of my, ehem, friends, lying in wait at the lift. They are holding whipped cream cans. This doesn't look good.
I bolt down past the restaurant counter (the manager looking surprised to sayt he least) and round the corner to the ladies toilets. In heels nonetheless. I ditch my precious bag in an attepmt to run faster.
I am PELTED with water balloons. Sneaky buggers. Didn't see that coming. I slam the door in defiance to their short range weapons. "You'll never take me alive!" I yell. I hold them off for a precious few moments till one of the low-lifes slip through an open window and I am once again forced to flee! Through the barrage of whipped cream and water balloons, I attempt to hurtle to safety.
All in good fun of course. Shaun, being his single-minded self, tries to throw me int he pool, but i vehementlly insist that i have my period and he forgoes the dunking. HAH. But it was a ligit excuse, so a smaller "hah", then.
The rest of the party was cool. A very like my-kinda-crowd party. Loud laughing. Boiterious shenannigans. And lots of throwing of food. Even my precious cake was not spared. I managed to stuff some in Jerry's ear. BAM! BULLSEYE! A nifty tactic I picked up on my last birthday party - thanks to Durvesh. Its incapasitates the victim and makes it quite hilarious to watch. Poor dude looked like he had ear wigs :) And squealed like a girl. Mwahaha. sorry jer 0:)
Getting all the candles out wasn't easy
Pizza arrived. We dove on it like a pack of dogs. All gone. Cake was quarter eaten, quarter thrown. The rest was MINE, ALL MINE. Took it home in what was left of the box. Dropped said box 2 feet from front door. Still edible though. Figured that in it's present condition noone would eat it tomorrow morning int he box os packe dup in neat plastic boxes. THough "should make a nice breakfast tomorrow. Noone's going to touch it" And guess what? noone touched it. It was all MINE. Ate it all on the way to Pangkor, Saturday morning.
Quick and easy. all my posts should be like this.
Much thanks to people: Michelle Tan, Zu Yi, Elaine, Lea, Hlbl, Chel, Hui Ying, Chris, Daniel, Shaun, Durv, Jerry and friends (haha "and friends").
I shall get you ALL awesome xmas presents.
And also thanks: Adam for calling, and Seng for sending an ah-beng message.
Apologies that my phone camera sucks. It's an old phone, geez! Have a good life.
