lets start with the opening minutes in our room!!!
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HAHAHAHA well of course if the 1st ten minutes was this damn hilarious, the rest of the trip was looking way fucking up already!(quick, someone link this to annabelle HAHAHAHA)
but seriously though. yanni snores like a dying moose+yak+ox+sasquatch. im not kidding. ask chris. one night, i actually woke up and the ruckus led me to think that the abominable snowman had broken into our room and was trying to shove an injured pig down its throat. i assumed it was my junior and yelled across the room "chris, wake up and SHUT THE FUCK UP."
and he shouted back "thats not me!!!"
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we looked at each other. looked at yanni. and realised that her small, lithe frame hid a hideously dizzzggguuzzdddiinnnnhhhhh snoring monster. no, really, it was comparable to chee keong trying to kill a dog with a cat.
i wanted to record it at night, but then everyone would think i was some stalker guy. thats not my thing. thats more like song loo's thing.
HAHAHAHAHA ah man. i love blogging.
ANYWAY, im sure all of you have seen those damn irritating tourists around singapore. you know the type. dazed, looking at maps, trying to ask for directions: basically completely lost. dont you just hate those guys? as in, sure, they contribute to a huge part of singapore's economy. but for some obscure reason tourists invoke unnaturally condescending behavior from us locals.
it COULD be because they look so extraordinarily out of place.
it COULD be because they have no clue.
it COULD be because they cant walk two steps without looking at a map.
or, as yanni unknowingly shows us here, it COULD be all of the above.
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HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA miss chen, you are the CLASSIC tourist. after spending about two hours looking at the map and trying to figure out why nathan road ended so quickly, we discovered that the map OPENS UP and has the WHOLE DAMN HONG KONG PRINTED ON THE BACK. WTF!!!!!!!!! hahahahahahah
ok, so after the long first day we got back to our room and crashed like a budget airplane when it runs out of budget fuel.
next day we met up with ian!!!!
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woohoo!!!! fun stuff.
HAHAHAHA there was this one shop which yanni and i went in to check out while chris and ian stayed outside to chill. we were finding stuff for her, and when i picked out this superb dress, a most entertaining conversation ensued. ask me about it in person, i cant really do it justice here. BOOOOTEEEEYYYYYYYYYY? hahahhahahahaha
moving on! hit the ladies market that night and found a helluva lot of good stuff to buy. not only was it awesomely affordable, the variety stumped all 3 of us. found my sexy ass belt there, yanni learnt a bit more about bargaining(shes still a total noob though. without me and chris there she confirm would have gotten owned lah) and miss chen totally PISSED off a vendor.
we were looking around for a pair of black jeans for yanni. we found a good pair in this stall, and started negotiating with the vendor. like bargaining over price, getting the woman to get other sizes to see, making the woman agree to allow a change if the jeans didnt fit right. this went on for around what 15 min? then yanni discovered that the jeans were stretch fit. and she doesnt wear stretch fit. O_O the woman was fucking cursing her in cantonese lah! all we could do was say...
duo ze.
wahahahahaha
ok 3rd day in hong kong!!!!
we wanted more hong kong siew yok and char siew, because we tried it the 1st day we touched down and it was heavenly. thus, we went to a roadside place and ordered it for three people. i had my suspicions when it cost us 100 hong kong dollars (20 sing)....
a fucking mountain of pork lah!!! hahahahaha oh i can so imagine jerome drooling all over his keyboard now. we tried our best to finish, we really did. but in the end the mounds of fat from the siew yok proved to be our undoing.
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it looked like something inside the mountain exploded right!!! hahahahaha we ate so much when i cut myself later i swear i bled oil and pork.
OH OH OH BEST AND FUNNIEST MOMENT. HAHAHAHHAHA. FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING FUNNY.
we went to this mall to find good buys. managing to find this sweet small shop, yanni discovered a fucking nice bag for 180 hong kong dollars(36 sing). original and great quality. the salesperson was pretty happy because she wouldve gotten a huge commission.
but then yanni had her doubts. should she spend money again? after all, she already had blown quite a lot of money on shopping already!
so i suggested flip a coin. comedy followed...
yanni: hmmm should i get it
chris: dunno leh
saleswoman: get get 180 very good price!
yanni: han what do you think?
han: flip a coin. heads you buy tails you dont.
yanni: huh? ok.
*i take out a coin and hand it to chris to flip*
*chris flips it*
saleswoman: what you doing what you doing?
*coin lands... we all lean in to look. its tails.*
han: ok i guess we dont buy it
*we start to walk out*
saleswoman(goes fucking crazy at this point):WHAT?!?!?! WHAT??!?!?!?! WHAT?!?!?!?! GIMME COIN GIMME COIN!!!!
han(fucking laughing uncontrollably):HAHAHA NO IM NOT GIVING YOU TWO DOLLARS
*we all laugh like fuck and leave the shop*
hahahahahhahahahahaa AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA ok, next time you see me ask for a dramatisation. its damn bloody ass hilarious.
hmmm ok that night we had a fucking blast! we bought back a bottle of lemon chello(i wanted the barcadi 151, but the other two pussies were like oh no its too dangerous boo hoo hoo nono i cant drink that ill die sob sob sob) to celebrate our last night in hong kong!
after getting wasted outta our minds, we blasted our music and began raving in our room!!!! hahahahaha it was sooooooo great. techno and dance music ftw baby!!! yanni was especially gone, so when we went out again to get more shopping done, she pulled off all kinds of crazy stunts.
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shes a pie.... AND a tart!!!! hahahaha
... Ogay. drunk highlander!!!!
aftermath.
oh lemon cello, how i love you. : )
i bought a drink
i bought a drink for you
to make you do the things you do
it was called cello.
it was called cello.
coldplays got nothing on this.
mmmmm we spent the last day in hong kong packing up and preparing to return to dreary old singapore. we left our beloved island at 8 something pm and touched down in singapore after 12. after a quick supper, we all headed for home!
so thats it! a quick mention of a couple of fun stuff not included above:
owning chris at chess over and over and over again. because from 5:30-7:30 we had free flow of alcohol in the lounge, and there was this wicked chess set there. in numerous battles of tactics and cunning, i came out on top oh so many times. haha chris thought taking my queen would cripple me... proved HIM wrong!!! : )
having to cope with soft lens when i accidentally broke my specs. feels like im playing water polo all over again. > <
having to carry my moms fucking chinese sausages back to singapore. we came back to the room one night and found two huge bags of chinese petrified sausages sitting there with a note saying to lau han-loong. wtf... i had to carry that shit all the way home lah.
having to share a bathroom with two other people. man, need to clean up and make sure everythings nice and dandy for the next person. which reminds me: bloody yanni doesnt flush lah. that kind of thing is just plain NASTY at 9am in the morning. imagine walking, half awake, into the washroom to find... well... URGH.
well, i THINK thats it! this is basically what went down in hong kong. if i cant remember some stuff its probably because im fucking tired, im doing this post AND managing my reports at the same time and im trying to figure out how to ask nancy for the rest of the day off. > <
to cap it all off... chris and yanni, i love you guys. even when the rest couldnt make it, you two came through and we had the best of times in china(yes, i KNOW hong kong isnt in china, but whatever lah. mmm goi.). heres to you two: the best of friends anyone could ask for and lovely companions who helped make a great memory.
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in conclusion... LOOK OUT PHUKET/USA/HONG KONG, WER COMING RIGHT AT YA!!! HUZZAAHHHHHH!!!!!!
p.s. jaesh, dont worry you werent the only person to believe the prior post...................
Robbie William's Rock Dj
Babylon back in business
Can I get a witness
Every girl every man
Houston do you hear me
Ground-control can you feel me
Need permission to land
I don't wanna rock, DJ
But you're making me feel so nice
When's it gonna stop, DJ
'Cause you're keepin' me up all night
Singin' in the classes
Music for your masses
Give no head
No backstage passes
Have a proper giggle
I'll be quite polite
But when I rock the mike
I rock the mike (right)
You got no love then you're with the wrong man
It's time to move your body
If you can't get a girl but your best friend can
It's time to move your body
I don't wanna be sleazy
Baby just tease me
Got no family planned
Houston do you hear me
Ground-control can you feel me
Need permission to land
I don't wanna rock, DJ
But you're making me feel so nice
When's it gonna stop, DJ'
Cause you're keepin' me up all night
