Grandpa's 88th Birthday

Yeah... I'm a little tired after coming back from the two and half hour Narnia Prince Caspian. You know.. it's a troublesome matter, but that stupid so-called "Prince" was in trouble and he blew the damn horn, and hence called me and sucked me into the inter-dimensional wormhole.

I woke up in a ruined world called Narnia which was apparently had passed 1300 in its own time. But enough about that. The point is, Riwan, Me, Freddy and Sylvia are back in this world after two hours and more. It's a great movie by the way. But I'm excited to post this entry, probably because last night was my Grandpa's 88th birthday.

It was an awkward night at first, since everybody (and I mean, everybody) was coming, even the ones I don't know. It's only then I wondered how many people could I be related with. There were my father's cousin, my grandpa's wife's second brother's son, or my grandpa's father's third wife's grand daughther... Huh..

But eventually, last night was about my grandfather. He looked quite cool with a tuxedo. Hahaha... and I think last night made him very very happy, because I could see that he was so pleased that all of his big families were in the same room.

My grandpa has four sons and two daughters, and from there on, he has more than twenty grandchildren and several new born grand-grandchildren.

The party was held in the second floor of Grand Kowloon, the next-door Drama Queen's restaurant. The food wasn't really great, may I say... aside from the Fried Chicken I just looovved. ^^


So I think I should say no more and just let the pictures flow. (Hey, that rhymes...)

Up there is the picture of My Grandpa (right) and My Grandpa's wife's brother (left). They both are good friends and almost equally old, though it doesn't look that way.

I think this is the first time, but I will post the pictures of my family, except maybe for my brother, he doesn't really like being photographed.

This nice picture was taken by me. See how nice they looked... My sister wasn't a brilliant photographer herself, because when she took a picture of me and my grandfather... well..

Happy Birthday, Grandpa!

... not too great a picture, I think (too high and too far). But a nice one, instead. I looked funny there, I guess. Next...

That's my Mom and Dad on the left and my Mom and me on the right. I looked pretty scary there.. Why did my pictures look weird? But I got another one that's quite cool.

Nah, There I looked OK.

My sister was beautiful right? Though last night she ate up a lot of HU CHEE. She took four bowls of those. Apparently, she likes it. I didn't know what to say, so I snapped a picture while she was eating the first three bowls.

After she finished with them, I could swear she looked a bit different from usual. So I took another picture to compare.

Can you tell the difference?

My father was another case. He was also pretty happy. That's probably why everytime I had him photographed, he did something hilarious.

It was shaky because my sister laughed her nose off at the time she took this. But look how cute was my father? Hehe.

Here's clearer but deadlier picture...

I don't know what he did with with fake teeth but we were laughing our asses off when we saw this picture. It's a picture of the day (or night). I guess.

But probably Dad was really happy because he had just sung numberous songs and got some ang-pau-s a.k.a red pockets from his fellow brothers and sisters.

My brother took this one, and a careless one too. Hehe.


The green girl was my older brother's girl friend.



Mom also did some sit-down singing too. Hehe.



My sis' natural pose.

Eventually, all I could say is that I never thought it would turn out to be a great night, but it did, and I'm just happy because everybody is.

Good night.

Hold on Hope

Have you ever had one tiny wish that you know it has just a small possibility to ever come true but you hold on to it because if it does come true, then it will be the greatest thing that's ever happened for you?

Yep. I'm holding on. Only time will tell.

Wish me luck for my tiny little wish even if you don't know what it is, OK?

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Everybody's got a hold on hope
It's the last thing that's
holding me

(Guided by Voices - Hold on Hope)

The Okayness In Me

Have you ever felt like this?

Imagine there is one magic ball for each of us in this world, and we are relentlessly seeking for it. There are so many magic balls in front of our eyes, but we only need one to make our lives a whole circle.

Few weeks back, I found what was looked like to be "the" magic ball for me. I was so happy. The only thing was that my magic ball had a whole other life on its own, and it was different from me. It didn't want me. For it, I was only a regular magic ball, not "the" magic ball it was looking for.

Few days later, I found out that the magic ball I was keeping my eyes on turned out wasn't even looking for another magic ball as it had already got one.

Selfishly thinking, I was hoping that its magic ball fell and broke in to pieces so that it should need another one.

Why is it so "magical" for me if I am not "magical" at all for it?

The end is that magic is dumb. It sucks. It hurts. And it's an awful analogy. So I'd better stop that.


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Anyway, last night was supposed to be real fun. But then it spun out of control. My magic ball wasn't around (HOY! Enough of the magic ball bullshit!!!) and I was on my way home when Cia Cia called.

Instead of The Secret, previous night was all K Two spiced with awkwardness, sore throat, overcrowdedness, high-pitched songs, exhaustion, and a late drive.

But it was a fun night overall. Fine, but not great. Below from what I'd expected, but better than none.

I was being a little selfish for expecting great things and I'm a little unsatisfied. Is it OK?

Have you ever felt like that?

But I'm OK. I'm OK. I'm looking forward to having more things to happen. Until that, I ... I don't really know. Just roll with it I guess.

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I'm OK
I really am now
Just needed some time
to figure things out
not telling lies
I'll be honest with you
still we don't know
what's yet to come...
[Lene Marlin - Disguise]

BrandNew el_se7en BLOG

After long procrastination, I finally fulfilled my own promise to create el_se7en newest blog.
This blog is made specifically to inform my friends the newest information about us, sort of a keep-in-touch medium for us.

So, after hours of design and preparations, I proudly present el_se7en new blog :

http://sevenels.blogspot.com/

http://sevenels.blogspot.com/

It's still rough but I really like it.

I've uploaded a slideshow for a start, and a very rare Dabin's picture.

Here's a little preview of the site.

http://sevenels.blogspot.com/

Good luck to you all.

Btw, my body hurts everywhere for my first gym-activities (in years) last night. I am now hungry and tired. But I'm excited to go Karaoke tomorrow.

Wish me a great day, OK?

Cya.

Soliloquist.

So.... [Hey, don't judge me! I Ran Out of Titles, OK?]

So.

About last Sunday, Hm... it's a letdown, after all. I knew I shouldn't get my hopes up. But that day turned out to be one of my friends's birthday. I didn't even know. We didn't even know. It was a surprise, I think.

Anyway, I met her during the dinner party, but she and I talked not very much. I saw her talking to a guy older than me. They seemed to know each other very well, so I could only assumed they had known each other for a long time.

I didn't get the mesmerized feeling when I was with her. But I was excited to meet her again. She wasn't as pretty as I remember, but she's still a knockout.

Anyway, days passed and I learned some new stuffs about her. She might have had a boyfriend since a while ago. Damn, that sucks!

But I've come to realize that probably the special connection between us was no more than usual ordinary excitement out of our things in common. But I'd like to keep befriending her if some time later, some things may happen.

Who knows, right?

This week, I hope to meet her and the gang again, I am planning to ask them all to The Secret, the new Lounge in Prisai Plaza. I really am looking forward to it. Who said my life had no hope left?

But today was not a very great day. I woke up this morning (really early) only to find my Flat-tired Smashie. I really resented things like this. My bike had punctured three times over these past two weeks. Sucks. Not a great way to start a day.

And before, my cell phone seemed to be experiencing some kind of serious error. I couldn't send any text messages. I am so bummed by this, I hope I can fix it later. But now, I have no time.

Novi is on her way to meet me now. I am going to Medan Mall with her to buy some stuffs, including my new fitness bag, and then we will have some dinner together. Oh yeah, haven't I said that I want to go back to the gym? Hehe.. I think it's about time.

And last night, I went to see Iron Man (Finally!) with Riwan, Michael, and supposed-to-be Willy. It was a really awesome movie that I think parodizing it in this blog would be really appropriate. Hah, you'll see.

Here's the previews from Iron Man, which sequel I am really excited in.

Okay, the last one isn't really from the movie... :P (DUH, you think?)

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