"uh, do you wanna go to genting?"

"WHAT?!?!"

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Yes. That is what I woke up to.

This morning, we went on a family trip to Genting. Genting Island (as Adam so eloquently put it).

The day started weirdly and just got weirder.

After getting ready to leave, I went downstairs to wait on the couch. I was sent back up to my room to change into jeans. That happens a lot. Usually, I have to change my shirt due to the grubbiness of the one I chose. *shakes head* Nevermind. That's not the point.

Mum had to go get dad from the repair shop because the Naza hates us and never wants to work anymore. As she was walking out the door, she started screaming.

Turns out, Jazz managed to catch and kill a baby bird.

After failing to spray the bird from Jazz's possession, mum gave up and left the task to Alex and I. So I abandoned the de-decoration of the Christmas tree and got Alex and as a team, we successfully outsmarted the dog.

Nothing to be proud of. I know.

GENTING!

I'll skip the journey because it'll be me telling you about a windy, jerky ride in the middle seat. Adam on my left, Alex on the right.

Yeah.

Of course, on the way up it decides to rain. OF COURSE. So instead of spending the whole day screaming my guts out on rides that I was actually excited about, I spent it walking around in a crowded building.

It wasn't that bad.

I would have rather gone on the rides, though.

Spent a bit of time in the arcade. Racing. Alex. Mum. Adam.

I beat Alex, by about as much as the other two beat me. Alex beat the other two by miles. I don't know what went wrong where. Heh.

This post seems rather 'blah' to me. I don't know why. So I guess I'll stop it here.

Smile for the beanie. :)

Wow my teeth look white.

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Hope you're all doing splendidly.

;)