Can i have an overhaul on my memory banks please?

A week has gone by...
Was it a week? or has it been more than a weeksincei've updated this blog... i'm clearly falling back into the old routine of dormant blogs...

I cant remember what's been goin on... what did i do? was it fun? who was i with?... DAMN! what da hell have i been doing these past few days...

Wats been goin on in my life?... Mercury messin me up...thats wat!

Sigh! My mates went to Jakarta last weekend for the Jakarta International Java Jazz Fest... i should have gone! I dunno why i'm constantly holding back on fun! or too much fun... it's dat ol' guilt dat the elders always put on you... "Haaa! Jangan seronok sangat! Nanti nangis kang!" (translates to- Don't have too much fun or you'll end up crying or grieving!) Sheeesh! Such party poopers... and now, i'm still stuck with those words in my mind ... everytime i want to MISBEHAVE so badly!!! It would have been so blissful to just let go and do everything and anything i want to. Of course it doesn't help that everytime I somehow get a lil crazy that some big shit goes down on me... it's like i've been programmed not to exceed the controlled fun limit, or else, there is a built in auto self destruct button which will activate whenever i go even a tad over that limit! No warning! Nada!And next thing you know is, KABOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!
I remembered there was one time when i was in college and me and a friend of mine decided to go to Singapore to visit some friend of ours. I didn't tell my parents because, chances are, they wont know because they live in a different state and I made sure beforehand that they weren't planning to come down that weekend. Oh the JOY! of this secret journey of fun fun fun! I should have known better... first off, my "intelligent friend" decided that we didnt need to book a place to stay because we should just bunk in with our mates or at the YWCA. I , of course, wasnt as streetsmart or travel smart as her, just followed along like the faithful dog to its master. BIG MISTAKE! YWCA was FULL! ... so we called a hotel and took a cab there...Gawd daymnnn! The hotel was fully booked as well...Can you believe our luck?...Finally after numerous phone calls to hotels, we found one. Yehawww! We were so relieved!... but guess what?...more surprises... none of us had a credit card, and so we had to pay extra for the deposit!... There goes most of my shopping money. Things somehow improved from there... until the day before we left. Final shopping day... we shoped and came back to hang with our mates at their apartment. Going through my stuff in my handbag, i realised that my PASSPORT was missing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY CWAP! So many thoughts and visions flashed thru my mind, and among them were, of me in handcuffs being shamefully deported back to Malaysia! How am i going to explain to my parents about this? They didnt even know that i had snuck off to Spore for a secret rendevous! DAMN!DAMN!DAMN! I felt so numb. I couldnt breathe. I didnt know if i wanted to cry or laugh hysterically at my Murphy's Law situation. I just couldnt believe my luck! Everything was going so well... we just had to finish another day and then leave Spore and be back in Msia with no big thingy goin on, like normal travellers. But NOoOOOOOOOoooooOOOo! it just had to be ME! I just had to LOSE my PASSPORT! It was as if i was in my own world after that... i couldnt even hear a word anyone was saying. Finally, when i found my voice, i told my friends what happened! and then we decided to....
Oooops. To be Cont.