Yes!i travelled in the past!!well..in my mind, anyway..
K, lemme explain..[ehemehem*lol]
So as u all know, Wednesday was Hari Raya, right?[woohoo holidayssss!!!]and i went to the Menteri Besar's house[to work, ah!no makan-makan for me.. well,,maybe a lil..XDDDDD]..but thats for another blog entry..since Naomi hasent blogged yet i cant coz no pics(i soooo smartly forgot my camera and as u all know, my phone damn useless n stupid to the max.period.) n if no pics than confirm damn boooorrrrrrrriiiiiiinnnnnnnnnggggggggggg!!!i mean, memang la boring[i know, i know..sigh*] but at least if got pics then u can jz see, right?
K, back to what i was saying..well this raya damn busy and tiring..i was out the WHOLE day..aft Menteri Besar Open House, i balik oni i went to bathe so fast u wont beleive i even took a bath[but i did,k? im not supremely gross, ayte?] then went to Lulu's hse(another open hse)[lulu is one of my sis's best friends and i HAD to go coz she's Burmese so i HAD to try the Burmese-style LAKSA!needless to say,,IT WAS SOOOOOOOOO GOOOOD!!!!dang!i have suceeded in making me hungry again..haiyo!
K, then i went to temple for the program Childrens Day Celebration+Gurgaddi Dihara(300 Saal Guru De Naal[300 years with my Guru].d lil kids were singing it so it got stuck..dang!)..ok, so this is were the memory lane thinggy started..wen i masuk oni(in the langgar hall[sth like a canteen..]) then i heard this voice but i din bother la coz i memang dont..but then when i went upstairs then i got the shock of my life(in a good way, i mean..)..apparently it was the same phenji[act it means sis,, so thats act wt u hear everytime i say Kirat Phenji!(well u hear KIENJI!when i malas wanna say so its shortened)] that was at the Mighty Khalsa in Singapore when i went YEARS-N-YEARS AGO! I think she was the head or sth..
So yea, she was telling this story[which i happily listened] and can i just say something..shes an AWSOME storyteller! i swear to God shes that good..coz usually id be falling asleep..well maybe its coz they always tell stories in Punjabi and i cant follow(no duh!my punjabi is friggin TERRIBLE!)..nah..!shes good! and listening to her all the memories of Silat Road Gurdwara came back..ya, like how everyone used to use the internet in the library to play games then when the Mighty Khalse starts then we'll be chased out..and listening to stories..and singing Deh Shiva and Jug Jug Jit Hove and then the anandh sahib..playing games..getting sweets(WHAT!!?? we were kids!!..tho..i wont say no to a sweet.. no, gurpreet!diabetes!)..and what not..
Actually..come to think about it..i learnt A LOT b'coz of Mighty Khalsa..this is actually where i learnt Deh Shiva and the other song.(coz i kept singing it week after week it got stuck..) and at one point i could do anandh sahib..now i've forgotten..wow, gurpreet..soooo smart..also,before the Aardas also the got say sth, right? at one point i did know it..now once again..i've forgotten..Gurpreet, stop it![sadly, it rymes..so does stupid, gupid..which my sis uses A LOT!]
K, so after that they chased down everybody to eat..so i went(duh!)..then actually during the story..me n my sis were looking at each other and giving each other The Look..coz we were sooooo sure that was her..then i tried to drag my sis(coz i wanted to talk to the phenji,,dun ask me why..it was spur of the moment..n i was excited..for some reason..) but she dowan..she was like
"If u wanna go, u go la! i dowan!"
yes..mean sister..so i just grabed Manmit and went..
I kinda din wanna go then..but then i cornered her(woah!like stalking deer oni! no la..not so drastic laa..crazy, ah?!) when she was taking cha[tea] and i was like
"Sasrikal[thats how it sounds when i say it..], phenji!"
kind of poor thing oso la..she tengah dringking then suddenly an unknown stranger comes up to u n talks nonsense..
then i blabbed summore and said that i used to go for the Mighty Khalsa last time so when i heard her memories came back n stuffs..
but i noticed that when i was talking she was smiling and smiling oni..
also,can i just say this?
she has the BIGGEST smile u've ever seen(with the exception of Demi Lovato coz boy that girl can smile! n show if her shiny, white teeth..without showing off)..and the whitest teeth u've ever seen(Demi!) .! and the whole while i was thingking..
"How on Earth can she make her teeth soo WHITE??!!"
aww, man! life's unfair!!
so ya..she asked me to help out aft my PMR so i was like ,ok!
hmm..this'll be fun!
i just hope my parents can send me..i think shud be ok..they SHOULD be encouraging me to do so..
wait..what if i go Tanjung Malim rdy?i sosososososo miss all my cousins.. esp Simmie n Udang n Bolster..yay! i get my "Bolster"! he is soooooo cute! he's only 10 and he talks in some way that its soo cute..its not a baby voice but its like..i dunnoe hw to explain but its just cute!
U know that day when i called Sim i talked to Jasjeet(or is it Jasjit..hmmm,have to ask..) then he asked me
"Gurpreet, do you sleep with a bloster?"
me: "Ya..."(thingking why is he asking this question)
then he was like
"Oh..i've been replaced.."
OMG!izen he sooooo cute?n he said it in this one kind of voice it sounded soo sad!but soo cute atthe same time!awwwwww! i miss them!as in all my cousins..nvm.Deepavali hols im gonna FORCE my dad to send me..
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oh,ya..in case ur wondering..the phenji is Phenji Manjit..the tall one with the glasses..u know..i just LOVE the way she speaks..so nice to hear..hmmm..im wondering how it'll sound like if she was angry and yelling..tho..she dosent seem the yelling type..
also..
i MOST PROBABLY am not going to Samelan this year..high chance of going to INDIA..tho, id much rather go to Samelan..but my dad's gonna be way way angry if i said that coz he planned out EVERYTHING rdy..laaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!i wan go Samelan!!!!T_T damn sad, seh!
also,,
NINE MORE DAYS TO PMR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
die-oh.....!
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ur now-weeping friend,,
~xUMID tHE pSYCOPATH~
Friday, October 3, 2008
A Stroll Down Memory Lane