Awake At 530 AM....

I set the alarm for 230am but didn't manage to wake up.

So the father woke me up at 530. "Penalty shootout!", he called.

So I woke up at 530am to witness Chelsea lose to Man U in penalty shootout.

And I thought it was a sure win for Chelsea when Terry took the shot.

Sigh.

But I sure am glad that cocky fella missed his shot. :)))

Being 13's Better.

After a long while of not cycling, I decided to head down to East Coast for a ride with Mr Celica. As I had expected, after the long hiatus, the tyres of my bike needed some air, particularly the back one. So I detoured to the petrol kiosk to get it pumped. I pumped it the way I normally did, but somehow, today, it didn't quite work. The more I pumped, the flatter it got! The last time this happened, the tube had spoilt and needed changing. I called Mr Celica to tell him that there was no way I was gonna make it to the beach already. But if I could get it fixed on time, I'd give him a call.

With the flat tyre, I wheeled my bike to the nearest bike shop, which was a specialist bike shop specialising in Canondale bikes. I had no idea if it was a tubing problem. Honestly, if it were, I doubted that the eight bucks I had on me would suffice at the Canondale shop anyway. Mr Celica said to call him if eighteen bucks was enough, cos he had ten on him. haha :)

So, I parked my not-so-high-end bike outside the very high-end Canondale shop and peeked in. There was what I guessed, the usual group of regulars fixing up their bikes and adding stuff to their bikes. The minute I opened the door, 4 heads turned my way, and a voice went, "Yes?"

Purples: "Erm, I think I need some help with my tyres. It's perpetually flat."

Shop Guy: "Oh, you need to pump is it?"

Purples: "Oh no no. Actually, I tried pumping it at the petrol kiosk but it didn't work. I think it might be the tube."

Shop Guy: "Oh ok, I get someone to help you."

So this lady comes out with a pump (a very high tech looking one), and tried pumping air into the flat tyre.

And you know what? It worked. :s

I swear I must have looked like a total bimbo.

Shop Lady: "Ok, it works what."

Purples: "Yea, it does hor. But it really didn't work just now when I tried pumping it at the gas station."

Shop Lady: "Hmmm. Never mind, we wait a while and see if it goes flat."

I didn't think it would la, but I waited anyway. And as expected, it was still rock hard after 10 minutes.

Shop Lady: "I think it should be ok already."

Purples: "Ya I think so too. Funny why I couldn't pump it up just now. Do I need to pay you for it?"

Shop Lady: "No la, it's ok."

I thanked her and quickly made my way away from the shop. Embarrassed enough already. At that point, I really wished I were 13 and not 30. I probably still would have gotten away with not being able to pump a bicycle tyre and thinking people charge for pumping a tyre.

Things I Learned...

Little Ghost was back. And since she doesn't come back that often, we met up on Tuesday night for drinks. And I learnt a few things....

1) No one ever arrives at the scheduled time

Did a run with Shades of Pink before heading down to Timbre (this has somehow become the new meeting place). We were supposed to meet at 9. But at 850, we were just heading to pick up BFC. So we rescheduled to 915. But at 915, we were only just picking up Mr Celica from his place. We eventually got there at about 930. Little Ghost messaged to say she'd be arriving only at about 10. She eventually arrived with her friend at 1030. My friends are the rubber time champs.

2) Excessive laughter is not good

Can't really remember what topic Alien Head (on the phone) and Shades of Pink (driving) were on, but it got me into a laughing fit, causing one side of my contacts to come out. Tsk. It wasn't easy getting it back in.

3) Black beverage does not equal to Guinness Stout

This one got me into the second laughing fit. Shades of Pink and I were checking the bill. So she checked against the bill, looked at Little Ghost's friend's drink and muttered. "Eh that one drink what ah? Er....Guiness Stout ah?" Then Little Ghost asked Mr Celica what the joke was. "Dunno", he said, "They just say Guinness Guinness then they laugh."
Ok, you've got to witness the whole scenario to understand why it was funny. Or maybe it's just me la.

4) My friends and I have weird dreams.

Believe me, they are really weird. :)

The Potential Sin Po Po Bride

After some postponements, I finally made the appointment to select my gowns. My entourage comprised my mum, 2 of my aunts and my 3 year old niece. And just in case you're wondering why I had so many people present, it was to prevent the "Ah-lian" in me from surfacing, which could potentially turn the wedding into a nightclub performance. Of course, RT was there too, and I think he was greatly relieved that I had my aunts and mom involved in the decision making process. To the niece, every piece was "Eeee, so ugly la!"

I eventually settled for a gown that had everyone's concensus. I liked it, but I couldn't understand why everyone didn't like the other two I'd shortlisted - one had an extremely pretty sequinned bodice, but with too many roses on the lower half that resembled unsightly patches (which i quite liked actually); the other had a simple plain bodice with a poofed up ken ken skirt that resembled a tiered cake or a concert curtain (I quite like the curtain effect). "Cannot la, like Barbie doll's clothes", "Like those Sin Po Po outfits you know" were some of the comments.

Nonetheless, after 2 hours of trying various gowns, I decided on the bridal gown and the evening gown. And it felt like I'd gotten a major part of the preparations done. But it just feels like it, cos I know there's still a whole lot more things that need to be done.

To Dr Lee who couldn't make it today, they didn't allow me to take pictures...