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>THE RETURN OF THE JELLYBUNS.<

Hello there,
Welcome to the realm of untold stories.
A place where magic comes alive, and all those junk.

If you would now click on the navigational buttons,
my handy assistant shall bring you around.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

7:56 PM ● MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVED.

yes, i've moooooooooooooved off from this blog,
and onto:

http://recycled-canvas.blogspot.com

those who wana read,
sms/email/msn/etc me, and i'll get back to you with the password.

(:

Love,
The Yellow Jellybun.

Monday, July 20, 2009

10:56 PM ● when you're looking like that.

i'm really dead tired, even after resting for one night or so.

enjoyed syl's birthday chalet tremendously.
had an utter load of fun plus loads of mini suprizes.

3 days, 2 nights, 1 heck of of an experience.

i'll update more once i've got the energy to.

nights for now.
(yawn).

Love,
The Yellow Jellybun.

Friday, July 17, 2009

4:54 AM ● finished product!

time: 4.55am.

date: 17/07/2009.

number of hours slept: 0.

number of cuts gained: 7.

suffering from: baggy eyes/backaches/finger cramps.

items used:

penknife.

(no, i'm not suicidal.)

double sided tape.

glue.

fabric glue.

straws.

filling paper.

stencil.

stock paper.

printed paper.

camera.

string.

elastic gold band.

A5 drawing pad.

black markers.

various markers.

and yes,

after a wonderful five hours,

i've completed the present!

hope he likes it.

self reminder: make 2nd part of present tomorrow morning.

hope all goes smoothly for the chalet over the weekends!

(wont post my previous few days going ons just yet.)

seems as thou i cant really get to sleep,

and like, you should really see my room now.

the amount of mess it's in.

gosh, i dont even feel like sleeping in here.

or rather,

how am i supposed to sleep in this mess.

man, how did this happen!

i dont remember taking out this much stuff.

oh crap.

now to clean up.

Love,
The Yellow Jellybun.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

3:38 PM ● excitement and despair, two poles.

(dramatic ambience)

finally, something in my life has given me hope!

no more pits of despair, and such.

you shall now hear laughter equivalent to the noise level of hundreds of elephants trumpeting.

can you hear it?

great.

now, i, the very happy one, (at this moment of time)

shall reveal what i'm so happy about!

behold.

(pauses for dramatic effect)

the future of my allowance has arrived!

$200 per month.

12 hours per month.

3 hours per week.

1.5 hours per two days, (tues, thurs)

thus counting,

$16.67 per hour!

to..

give..

tuition!

of sorts actually.

it's not exactly tuition,

apparently the son doesnt want the mom to engage a tutor,

but the mom's worried,

thus the mom engages a tutor anw, (parents.)

but however, the tutor will have a secret identity!

sounds interesting so far?

great.

the tutor shall "tutor" or rather, "act"

as a family friend who comes over to "study" together with the kid!

aka, i'll have nothing much to do there.

but still,

16 bucks per hour is a great deal.

even if they're taking 50% off my first month,

it's still 8 bucks per hour for the first month!

plus, i've only got to sit around.

how bad can that get.

the solution to my previous post has arrived in the form of an outcry from a distressed parent.

however, i've got one other problem up my sleeve,

or rather,

a few other problems.

1) getting to the place.

2) what to bring. (my notes and such are w/ shuxian.)

3) what to do there! (i'm still partially lost on this)

(non-related)

4) my crushed handphone.

5) my contacts in the handphone.

now, about the story of my handphone.

it's a rather gruesome detail.

(starts dramatic effect once more)

disaster strikes.
and boy does it strike hard.
i guess i've learnt my lesson,
and never again would i do such dumb things.

something extraordinarily classic happened a few days ago,
as i was standing at the bus stop outside kallang mrt,
patiently waiting for the bus,
minding my own business.
when just out of the blue,
i slid my handphone open just to check the time.
and the terror started.

i shall describe everything in slow-mo,
just to:

a) get you interested.
b) make me sad-er (if there's such a word)
c) to make this post seem really long and educated.

my handphone's a slide phone.

i slid the screen up to see the time.

as i did that,

it slipped out of my hand,

my phone went sprawling out of reach.

my phone landed on the road.

i reached out to pick it up,

where by all crap ____ (insert your own vulgarity here) chances,

a bus rolled into the bus stop.

lucky for me, syl was there to pull me back,

if not,

who might have known what would happen to me.

i was utterly too absorbed in my handphone's fate to see the incoming bus.

and that was when my heart broke into a million pieces.

the bus' front wheels missed my handphone totally,

as i heaved a sigh of relief,

luck just couldnt strike me twice.

the back wheels ran over my handphone.

mind you,

it's not one wheel.

it's two.

two wheels,

from a ____(insert rough word) double decker bus loaded with people.

i could only watch,

as the first wheel went over it, and my battery cover flew off,

then the next wheel, my battery flew out.

want me to do it in slow-mo?

(drama mode, on.)

peril struck, as the first wheel bared it's fangs and inched closer to my innocent phone.

it crawled towards my phone,

as my mouth opened in shock of the oncoming disaster,

my voice sounded as though it was miles away,

my eyes captured every frame of that beastly first wheel touching my cover,

then going over it, as though it was nothing.

to make things worse,

it's brother came along, and with the same amount of force,

went over the rest of my phone.

causing my battery to forcefully eject from it's holder,

and land inches away.

time now went back to normal, and the ____ bus drove off as though nothing had happened.

was that dramatic enough for you?

after the whole phone-omg-under-wheel-wtheck-bleedy-bus-that-ran-over-it,

syl checked if there were any oncoming vehicles,

before running out onto the road to pick up the remains of my handphone.

guess this was the whole tragic event,

and now,

i've lost almost all my contacts,

and i'm rather sad at that.

crap.

ohwell.

got to prepare soon,

heading out for the tuition assignment.

(i've still yet to find out how to get there)

i've got this sudden urge to eat a cream puff.

dont ask me why,

i've got no idea either.

cream puff, cream puff, cream pufffffffff!

Love,
The Yellow Jellybun.

Monday, July 13, 2009

5:19 PM ● One Step at a time.

i've changed my theme song, found it rather catchy,
plus it's the opening song of..

(drumroll)

patapon two!

it's a ultra great game, and i'll highly suggest,
that if you've got a psp,
download it,
play it.
rather addictive.
each time syl's psp is in my hands, i'm sure to be playing patapon.

dung, i sound like i'm doing some movie review or crap.
but still, it's a nice game.
little dancing eyeballs, (sorry, sounds gruesome.)

i've been rather short on my wallet these few days,
guess my expenditure has risen, i think,
either that,
or my notes have disappeared into thin air, significantly.
i would rather like to bet that it's the second case,
but based on my judgement,
i think it's the first.

oh,
and since my brain's all messed up now.
my phone got ran over by a bus.
dont laugh.
it's true.
i'll type more when i'm back.

had a slight arguement with mom just now,
rather, she argued, i kept my mouth shut.
that's one of the three reasons why i cant bear to stay at home for a full day like this.

no work for this whole week,
manager didnt put me on the schedule.
guess it's my fault for not informing them clearly in the first place.
crap, means,
no cash for this week.

going out for dinner now.
sigh, why's life this terrible.
gah.

things to do:
update blog when home.
earn money.
talk to mom bout money.
talk to mom bout friday/sat/sun.
bet mom wont listen.
clear tabs.
clean room.
finish watching bleach. (it's nice).

and most importantly,
get a hold of my mind/life/emotions.
it seems like this blog post's something like my mind right now.
messed up.
i so need some organization.
oh someone, save me.
rain like, 600 bucks down onto me,
and add in some icing sugar,
plus vitamin c pills.
and glazed doughnuts.
thanks.

Love,
The Yellow Jellybun.

Saturday, July 4, 2009

11:28 AM ● "does this feel right?"

probable reasons of why now i'm in my room,
which is really dark,
and the only source of light is emitting from my laptop screen.
plus, the fan's blowing right in my face,
and my hair's dripping wet:

1) syl has yet to wake up. (oink, heh!)
2) ahstar has yet to reply to the sms.
3) zing has yet to reply to the sms.
4) rainbow has yet to reply to the sms.
5) ricky is unsure of coming out.
6) 1)+2)+3)+4)+5).
7) sheng has his CR3 today, and is busy.
8) distracted over what happened at syl's camp. (refer to today's newspaper, Home Pg2.)
9) wonder what's gona happen later.
10) deciding which movie to catch with 1)+2)+3)+4)+5).
11) deciding where to catch the movie.
12) deciding where to eat after that.
13) feeling really tempted by that sushi stall, w/ it's 1dollar sushisxz.
14) think my handphone's spoilt, no reply from them. either that, or they're all sleeping.
15) distracted over what syl had said yesterday.

more random stuffs:
squashed a big beetle with my slipper yesterday night.
saw it.
shrieked.
took nearest hard object, aka, slipper.
aimed.
slammed.
beetle died.

ate mango salad.
didnt taste like mango salad.
felt like i was chewing on grass.
really strong.
and long pieces of grass.
not that i've ever chewed on any blades of grass,
mind you.

food fair at compass point!

sudden craving for sushi.

i wana go see orchard's new mall.

need to get shoes/sandles, w/ small heels probly.

get 1/2 more shorts.

get 1/2 more jeans, (grey i guess)

get 3-5 more tops(?).

jellybeans.
cocopuffs.
singtel.
miaomi.
bricks.
muffins.
blueberry.
burberry.
wire.
black.
yellow.
samsung.
bamboo.
wacom pad.
drawing.
fun.
wow.
macro.
tamron.
towel.
sentosa.

"does this feel right?"
it does. it does.
when this phrase was said,
my heart felt as tho it had been thrown from the 88th floor.
and yet somehow, at the end of the day,
it has yet to land.
a good thing, or not. (?).

Love,
The Yellow Jellybun.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

10:53 PM ● barney is a t-rex.

i feel as though i've been trampled/sat/squashed on by at least a dozen african elephants,
three zebras,
a quarter of the earth's population of whales.
i'm dead beat.

count of the day(s):
two cans of Nescafe latte.
lasted me more then ten hours.
sang barney songs for at least over a hundred times.
4am's a wacky time.

told mom about the bbq jun was having, (in a way)
and after debating over staying the night out,
came to a conclusion that i'll be allowed out, only if i call her back every few hours.
readily agreed to that, then went to prepare.
met syl at his place, waited for him to get prepared.
ate some crabs/clams his mom was cooking while waiting,
the pepper in the clams made my nose itch badly.
crab/clams were nice.
syl came out after that, we cleared up, then went down.
took 88 all the way to pasir ris.
got lost at the interchange.
had to use the toilet at whitesands, syl helped top-up my ezlink.
thanks handsome, (smile).
bought mua-chee ($1.50) at the pasar-malam nearby.
went down to the interchange, and decided which bus to take.
finally decided upon 403. (my utter mistake).
found out that, yes,
it did take us to pasir ris park.
however.
it was the wrong area.
made a thousand apologies to syl to make him walk such a long way.
(we alighted at area 3 when the bbq pit was at area 1)
walked.
walked.
walked.
talked.
walked.
walked.
talked.
talked.
walk.
walk.
walk.
cross bridge.
walk walk walk.
saw signboard.
walked.
walked.
talked.
walk walk walk.
crossed another bridge.
saw two gays.
real gays.
got a shock.
walked slower to catch a glimpse of them.
talked.
talked about gays.
talked about seeing gays.
talked about being gay. (sounds wrong)
walked.
reached area 1.
saw pit 20.
walked walked walked.
walked to pit 5.
arrived.
saw zingzing, went over to greet him first.
while jun and the rest were all saying their hellos to syl.
took that time to look around,
counted the amount of people i knew.
zing, qiwei, syl, jun, out of the twenty odd people whom were there.
saw nsc, john and alan, but wernt that close to them.
jun announced that they had ran out of food.
and thus, the troop of us headed down to downtown east to get some stuffs.
walked quite behind the rest.
when mpi chatted me up.
started disturbing me about my height.
(i still believe i'm tall okay.)
laughed.
then introduced me to edwin.
finally, after 2 years or so of knowing edwin,
we see each other face to face.
he's tall.
ultra tall.
i admit.
tall.
and he's a year younger then i am!
that's kinda unfair.
183 he said.
crap.
the whole gang of us (at least ten people or so) went over to cheers,
couldnt find anything there.
went over to ehub's fairprice.
while the rest argued over which hotdog packet to get,
or which chicken wing packet to get,
i took a stroll around the sweets section,
was planning to get something to chew on,
to at least curb my slight hunger pang,
as well as to last me through the night,
if i were really gona stay up the whole night.
couldnt find anything much that interest me.
gave up hope.
went back to find them.
found them planning to use syl to buy alcoholic drinks.
typical jun&co.
walked around more.
went back to find them again.
found them still at the chicken wings section,
planning which packet of chicken wings to get,
think they took at least half an hour or so standing at that exact same spot.
tailed syl and alan to the toilet.
when we came back,
they were still at the chicken wings section.
what decisive people.
finally, jonie came to the rescue.
she took one pack of wings, and a tub of honey to go along.
threw them into the basket,
and then the crowd of really-decisive-people moved away from the chicken wings section.
followed syl to the payment counter.
total bill came up to 55bucks or so.
gave everyone plastic bags to carry.
then we all walked back to the pit area.
syl accidentally pushed nsc into a lamp post on the way back.
the whole lamp post shook wildly.
that brought laughers and cries of shock to all of us there.
reached the camp site, hang around people i knew, of sorts.
ate some fish which jonie had bbq-ed.
was fab.
i'm having the intention to try cooking it that way.
it was really superb.
ate 4 slices of the fish, shared some w/ syl & edwin.
hung around ben most of the time.
he wasnt in the best of moods.
wasnt feeling that dead tired till about one/two plus.
made a few trips w/ syl over to cheers to get some drinks/use toilet.
strolled around the park w/ syl and admired the night sky.
helped cook some stuffs after jonie and john left,
hotdogs mainly.
jun tried.
and failed.
his hotdogs resembled long pieces of charcoal.

weird stuffs done:
threw marshmallows into the bbq pit and watch it catch fire.
threw marshmallows into each other's mouth from afar.
threw marshmallows at each other.
threw a hotdog at someone.
made a face with butter, a hotdog, two marshmallows, satay sticks and fire starters.
made a face with anything available on the floor.
lighted the face up.
face caught fire.
tried making marshmallows catch fire.
passed.
tried making satay stick catch fire.
failed.
tried making paper plates catch fire.
passed.
jun tried cooking chicken drumlets.
failed.
i tried cooking a stick of satay.
failed.

during some point of time,
syl and i walked over to find a spot to sit down by the rocks jutting out from the beach area.
the lights shining from the cruise ships were fantastic and felt so magical against the dark night sky.
sat down and talked about cruises.
i never sat on one.
told me about his experience on one.

and also.
i guess the weirdest time of my life ever.
when it was roughly around 4 am.
i've been awake all the while.
syl and i both wondered if we were still sane.
i cracked first.
when we sat on a bench some distance away from the pit.
i propped my feet on the bench and hugged my legs.
then the insanity started.

me: (holds out two fingers and bend them repeatedly) one bunny bunny.
syl: (gives me the stare) ...
me: (holds out four fingers and bend them repeatedly) two bunny bunny!
me: (holds out six fingers and bend them repeatedly) three bunny bunny!
me: (holds out eight fingers and bend them repeatedly) four bunny bunny!
me: (holds out ten fingers and bend them repeatedly, proudly announcing) FIVE BUNNY BUNNY! HAHAHAHAHA!

moment of slience observed.

syl: omgggggg. haaahahahhahaaaa!

another incident at around the same time.

me: (holds out two fingers on both hands and place it like a t-rex) barney is a dinosaur!
me: barney! barney! barney! (bends fingers and nods head repeatedly)
syl: (omgwtheckbbq face)
me: BARNEY EVOLVE! (moves fingers onto top of head.) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA.
me: BARNEY! BARNEY! BARNEY! HAHAHAA. (bends fingers and nods repeatedly)
syl: (couldnt control any longer) L.O.L.
me: BARNEY! BARNEY! WHOOT.

outburst of laughter.

me: barney barney! (t-rex pose)
me: barney barney evolve! (on top of head)
me: barney barney barney! (base of open palms against cheeks, fluttered hand like a fish)
syl: ahahahahaaaa!
me: hahahahahahaaaa!
syl: (grabs my hands) are you alright!?
me: haha-barney-hahahaha-barney-hahahahahaaaa!
syl: OMG.
me: omg stomach-ache. LOL.
syl: LOL.

we couldnt stop laughing after that.
cause each time we tried.
i'll do the barney "3-in-1-pose-thing".
and then we'll start laughing again.
hilarious i tell you.

stayed till around six, took cab back with everyone else.
went over to syl's.
slept like logs.
lunch at LJS,
played lan for an hour or so.
walked around the area after that.
went back to catch more shut-eye.
duck rice for dinner.
sang on the way back.
from the band: A1.
ultra antique.

syl: Same old line.
me: one more time
syl: Say you're gonna be,
me: there for me
syl: Say you'll change,
me: change your ways
together: Never gonna keep your promises.

and another part:

syl: You know it doesn't turn me on
me: oooon-oooooon.
both: (laugh)
syl: You're singing that same old song
me: oooong-oooong.
both: (laugh)

and till now,
i'm crazily tired.
i've got to sleep now.
like, really sleep.

reminder: outing w/ syl, ahstar, jes, fries and zingzing.
reminder: outing w/ sexy tmr morning.

Love,
The Yellow Jellybun.