03/08/07

we've never had sucha great class outing except for my 18th birthday chalet.

Attendence List :
Shawn [dinner]
Yiying [dinner]
ME
Bernard
Kevin
Christie
Jack
Alvin
Weiling

Vodka, beer, and MORE vodka and beer = a bunch of high flying kiddos
oh well, everybody hates vodka, and most people get high easily with beers, so you add them together, i believe it'll give you one bloody answer, high.
and heck, we were.
fly with me to the moon.
it was an interesting day, from my HAIR CUT [btw, i'm almost bald now], to the please-come-along-with-us session, to dinner, to drinking, to sending kevin off to zouk, to meeting weiling's friends, to sending kevin off to zouk again, to supporting christie to the wash room to barf his insides out, to sending the AMK pals off in the cab, to patting weiling to sleep, to sending weiling back home, to seeing alvin off, and finally myself home.
and so i crashed.
on my fucking bed.

oh ya, and i found my i-know-you-best best friend ;D
that friday night was something like

this, but not as lewd. and not as gay

we did things like throwing jackson's top downstairs, and he had to go take it. then the owner thought it was fun, so he took off his top and came upstairs to join the fun.
then there's this wack brit guy that came to talk to us. he even analyzed us!
i'd say he's analysis was pretty accurate, except for the part about jackson being surrounded by girls, i mean, EVERYONE KNOWS THAT JACKSON IS GAY!
HAHAHA, sorry bro :D
we ordered beers after beers and more beers!
christie got shitfaced. WEAK.
TT23, don't forget about our date in October.
this time i'm gonna make sure that EVERYBODY turns up :D
ok, maybe not everybody, minus away christine, and you guys can ask whoever that i will not ask along.
for all those who didn't show up, i assure you didn't miss out much, you just missed out on everything :D

OH YA, and i told my ma to buy me hairy potty, and she did! :D
i'm a happy boy.
and guess what, she said she'll buy me an apple if i played by her rules.
so i'll do just that :D
btw, i'm looking at this now

:D

i've got the best mother in the world.

i love reading, so i guess it's time to pick up the habit again.
especially since my english is getting from bad to worse.
next book after hairy potty,

Why Men Don't Listen & Women Can't Read Maps

oh ya, and before i forget, i'm working for NTUC for my attachment.
which is honestly, great!
briefing on Tuesday, working hours 8 30 to 6, monday to friday.
looks like i'll be wearing something like

this, on mondays, tuesdays, wednesdays, and thursdays, ok, minus away the hair.
god, i miss my hair. ah fuck it.

i'll go read my hairy potty until i crash, and dream of my beloved hair.
to my one and only, rest in peace.