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Part 2 : The Sleepover & the After-effects
4:36 PM
Part 2 : The Sleepover & the After-effects

I am so behind time as usual. The sleepover was 1 week ago and I'm only blogging about it now. So bear with me people.

It was funny, comical at times, with jaw-dropping moments, and it was interesting to say the least. And it invoked a certain doctornal instincts in some of us. (hey, if they have maternal, why can't you have doctornal?)

We went from victim to victim, interrogating them carefully so as not to miss out any juicy details. The ironic part was, the supposed main star of the night fell asleep the first. But then again, she had been nursing a headache throughout the later part of the potluck, so it was rather inevitable that she was the first person to go down. Thats 1-0 to the flatliners.
We were so systematic that we tackled the ppl who were most likely to fall asleep first.
Mind you, we had previous experiences elsewhere, so we rather knew who was going to go first. =p

It was really good talking to you girls that night. It was a somewhat cathartic experience, being able to talk about everything to you all. I rather enjoyed the looks on your faces at some parts of the night. Though I must say you all have rather short memories. =p
So am I secure in guessing/hoping/saying that you will forget what was mentioned during the sleepover in a few months time? *smiles hopefully*

A few of the memorable incidents that need not be censored for public consumption :

Whenever one of us started to fall asleep, the awake ones went 'toot toot...toot toot...' you know, like the sounds those machines that show your pulse rate in the hospital makes.
And you know those machines give off that flat droning sound when a patient dies...
We went 'tooooot' when that person flatlined because she fell asleep. And we certified the time somemore. Very professionally done, horr?
And as professional doctors, we couldnt't just let the patient flatline without trying to revive them, right? It would have been going against the Hippocratic Oath, I think.
So we did the reviving part with the defibrillator. It went something like...
"Okay, 320 clear!". "Clear," came the response.
After a few seconds of silence, "Oh no, no response!"
"Okay, 360 clear!". "Clear," came the response again.
And if the defibrillation was successful, it became..

"Oh! We've got a pulse!"
Than there's a "toot toot..toot toot.." for a bit. And the patient opens her eyes and responds to us.

And if the defibrillation wasn't successful, it became...

"Oh no! She's not responding."
Than there's a long "toooooot" sound. The kind that most people don't wanna hear.
Than the dreaded words come,

"Certify. At x:xx a.m/p.m." by attending doctor, Dr. Z.

If you didn't quite understand what I typed above, go watch one of those doctor shows like E.R. or Chicago Hope or Grey's Anatomy or Scrubs or Healing Hands.
And if you understood what I said, I guess all those times I spent watching the show Healing Hands and the like didn't totally go to waste. =]

Sometime during the wee hours of the morning, Michelle got tired and lied down. And so that we knew she hadn't slept, she sent her representative, a monkey. She raised her hand with the monkey up in the air. And after a while, the monkey started to sink lower, lower and lower.And we quickly revived her and brought her away from the white light.
But the second time when monkey started to go down, we told her that if she's tired, just let monkey go down and we'll know that you have fallen asleep. Later on when we checked, she and the monkey was sleeping so peacefully that we decided to carry on without her. And that's 2-0 to the flatliners. But we did manage to revive her the 1st time though. =p

Surprisingly, Wai Ee, Sook and I managed to stay awake till 6.30am to wake Cze up as she had to leave early to go somewhere else. At 6.30, we woke Cze to hear that she wanted to get up at 7am, not 6.30. Oops, sorry Cze, wrong timing...So we stayed up till 7 to send her off.

And after that, Sook voluntarily decided to get some sleep. After a few minutes of silence, Wai Ee and I looked down and we saw Sook fast asleep. We decided not to revive her, since she said she wanted to sleep.

Wai Ee and I were the 2 last "doctors" left standing. The score was 3-2. The flatliners won, though I must say the doctors put up a valiant fight.

We both decided to see if we could stay awake till 8 just to set a record. I was already starting to feel a lil tired as I was out really early in the morning till the potluck.
I tell you, if Wai Ee and I were stuck in some cold cold place where we both don't want to sleep cause you know they say if you fall asleep in a really cold place, you'll never wake up, I think we can both survive by yakking away with each other. Haha.
At 8am, I was toying with the idea of calling it quits and catching some sleep, when Michelle woke up and injected some juicy stuff into my brain. And that really kept me awake.

Had to open the curtains and let the bright sunshine in so that Wai Ee would get out of bed and go down for breakfast.

After hearing horror stories about Wai Ee and Maggee Mee during her PD trip, Sook and I decided to do the cooking. Haha. No offence, Wai Ee, but they say prevention is better than cure. I think she wasn't running on full batteries too. When she opened the packet to pour in the noodles into the pot, she totally forgot about the curry powder inside. In went that silver packet of spices! Haha...I had to fish it out of the boiling pot with a spoon.

The girls went home at 11 and I mooched around the computer till noon and I succumbed to my brain's lack of sleep and napped for an hour before lunch. So that makes 27 hours non-stop without sleep. And that's like the longest record so far. Even in camps also I was able to catch at least an hour of sleep.

Read a book after lunch and generally lounged around as I was too weak to do anything else. Went off for a slightly longer nap at 5pm and I got woken by my dad who came back unexpectedly and found me napping at such an hour. He asked my lil bro if I was sick or something. When he found out why I was napping, I was lucky he didn't give me the usual lecture about sleeping. Decided to bring my lil bro to watch 'Open Season' at Pyramid and I was frantically calling up/internet booking tix because it was such short notice.

'Open Season' was just okay. Really not worth blowing RM11 on. If it came out 6 years ago, there might have been some hoo-ha over the animation. But now there's already Finding Nemo, Ice Age 1 & 2, Madagascar, Cars, Monsters, The Incredibles....
Their animation wasn't fantastic and everybody's doing/done the talking animals bit.
I mean, my bro and every other kid in the cinema enjoyed it, which kid wouldn't? But my dad and I weren't exactly enthralled by the show.

Not to mention there was this brat right behind us who was literally coughing at our heads. And there were parents bringing their kids in and out of the cinema to the washroom.
For heavens sake, can't you just bring your kid to the washroom before the show and let other people watch their show in peace without you and your kid walking in and out?!
And that wasn't the worst part.
The cinema was double the size of 1u GSC and it was mainly kids and parents in the cinema. The kids were really really noisy.
I don't mind if you laugh when everyone else laughs, but I really do mind if you go on and on talking to your parents or asking them some question about the movie at the top of your voice. Its okay if you want to ask your parents something in a soft voice since you might be too young to get the jokes or something, but its definitely NOT okay by me to let the whole bloody cinema know what you're asking your parents, ok.

That was my 1st and hopefully last bad experience watching an animated show in the cinema. All this while, I normally watch the animated shows on tv or I buy them at pasar malam or I borrow the DVD from my cousins or I wait till my dad goes to China then I give him a whole shopping list. =p

Anyway, I counted and realised that I was awake for 40 hours straight with the exceptions of 2 short naps. Less than 2 hours counted short nap la.

The after-effects of all that lack of sleep wasn't pleasant at all.

Woke up the next day feeling a little light-headed and weird. Had a light lunch since my bro and dad fnished off the potluck leftovers in my house for breakfast and lunch before going out.

At 4pm, I felt rather warm and I searched for the thermometer to check if I was having fever or not. After a while, I felt too dizzy so I gave up and collapsed on my bed instead.
When my dad called back to take me out to dinner with some family friends, I complained about the fever, but I insisted on popping 2 Panadols and going out because we were supposed to go to 'Tony Roma's' in Pyramid which is this international chain outlet which does the most perfect baby-backed ribs and potato skins. Due to the fact that its not-halal, the closest place to get Tony Roma's would be in Singapore or Thailand. And the last time I had Tony Roma's was last December in Bangkok, so I was like dying to eat Tony Roma's again.

My dad had to drive to PJ Hilton and then to Megamall to pick up his friend's wife. But by the time we got to Megamall, I really couldn't tahan anymore because the Panadol wasn't kicking in so I asked my dad to drop me off home en route to Pyramid. As it turns out, I made the right choice to stay home.

I woke up later feeling better and able to finish off my personal statement.
My dad came home and complained about Tony Roma's. He said there was a super-long queue. And, this is the major shocker, they didn't serve pork ribs because it was tak-halal!!!
Can you believe it, Tony Roma's is synonymous with pork ribs and they don't serve it because its bloody tak-halal!I mean, nobody's forcing the Malays to go and eat there because its non-halal. You can't eat then don't go there and eat la! Depriving us pork-eaters of our choice of food only.
I mean, what's the freaking sense and justification? You have Chinese restaurents selling 'char siu yuk' and 'char siu rice' but Tony Roma's can't or won't serve pork ribs due to certain factors that only occur in our country?
There's not much sense involved here, and the way things are currently, there doesn't seem to be much sense going around either.
I mean, a councillor just builds his freaking large mansion without license and not paying his assessment fees and we normal folks get chased to pay our assessment fees! And that fella's a Datuk somemore. What kind of example is that? And you want the common folk in the country to stop bad-mouthing Datuk's and stop believing that titled people can get away with such things? Fat chance! Though I must say that there are some really good and deserving people with the title 'Datuk'. And the ruler of the state needs to intervene before something the person in question does something about it. It seriously gives all 'Datuk's' a bad name. And its one of the various examples that show the lack of integrity and common sense in the people in power.

I'm digressing too much. To get back to the topic, the potato skins were also like crap. Lacking the crispy bacon bits and the amount of melted cheese and the potatoes were just...lembik.
Instead of ribs, they served roasted chicken. Normally, 'Tony Roma's' would cook the ribs with the sauce of your choice so that the flavour of the sauce is infused into the meat. This time, they served the roasted chicken with the sauce on the side. It doesn't really taste as good as cooking the chicken WITH the sauce. The roasted chicken was a lil dry but quite edible, though 'Kenny Rogers' chicken beats 'Tony Roma's' chicken anytime, according to my dad.

Conclusion :
1. Avoid Pyramid's 'Tony Roma's' like the plague unless they start serving their usual pork ribs and improve their other dishes.
2. Going without sleep for such a long time will definitely make you sick! Or at least make you feel weird for the next 24 hours.

Written on Monday, October 30, 2006; 4:36 PM

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