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(the cousings shouting the 1,2,3 thingy) (this is the cake) (and this is the closeup)
(and the cutting of the cake)




(and this is the gang of cousins. not included is me, abg alek and huda)(ermm, two of them far right is the neighbours. not cuzzies)

(and thats bibik roy. Huda's mom)

(the opening of the presents)

(lucky draw thingy)

(huda cutting the bird egg) (sucking the thumb)(K.O.)

So that was why it was memorable for Huda. From there i headed to City Hall Mrt to meet my sayang. Then we waited for abg alek. More and more people are coming, and syg is getting worried. haizz. Sorry syg. If we had not been waiting for them, we're be over at the esplanade area. sorry. We moved of after we met abg alek. Overall we got re-routed three times if i remembered correctly. yikes. And you know what. Some of those Bangla foreign workers really pissed me off. There was one who was passing my syg really close and sort of stared at her. Then when we're at the station about to board the train back to pasir ris(otw hm), one of them brushed their hand down my syg. MY SYG! fuck sak. kentalan cibai. i quickly moved to her back when she told me abt it. If i had seen that fucking hand, god knows what i'd do to it. (back to the stori) so after being re-routed, abg alek got us to the marina area opposite the casino-to-be. its like one of those empty field suddenly turned into a camping spot. THE SPOT. Then we settled down. So its abg alek, kak nana, syg and me. The girls in between. As for the National Day Parade, i have no idea whats happening. The only thing we'd be able to see is whats happening on top(as in the sky) and the lights at the stage area. Cool stuff though. Way more cooler at night. It was fun uh. The girlfriend beside me at night watching lights. heh. The fireworks is the main even for us uh over at that area. It was AWESOME i tell you. Fantabulistic stuff. Worth all the queues and shoving and as abg alek said, butt grinding. haha. I did some multi-shots photographs. Will try compile it into animation thingy. So, yah. Some photos below. Oh yah, memorable for me becoz MY KUZZ GET TO MEET MY SYG!! =)