Seems like weekends and short work weeks are what i am looking forward to these days... which is bad. haha
Met up with Ernest Hafiz and Khalid for dinner on Wednesday. Realised almost everyone I know have been called up by Mindef already.... for recall manning, high key, low key ICT.... except me. Which made me slightly paranoid... why are they not calling me back!! A part of me wants them to never call me for reservist but another part wants NS to be done asap so i forever not need to wear army fatigues anymore... oh well.
Was a slightly chillax weekend. Went for dance prac on Friday... had to freestyle. GOd i hate to freestyle... freestyling should be banned. But that's just me. Alumni steamboat was going on as well.... was supposed to drop by before dance prac.... but... when i went there were probably on 10pple present... none of whom i am remotely close with.... so i hopped back into the lift and went to dance room. aiyah.... headed for some supper, nua-ed a bit and went back home.
Saturday.... feeling the lack of activities the nite before.... randomly asked Siwei out for dinner. Wanted to ask Carol and Skee but none of them were free. So it was just the 2 of us. went to creperie des arts at selegie... I was really hungry so we we went there waaay to early, before the opening time. so we ended up drinking iced tea at macs at Paradiz centre... man that place is wierd.... with A LOT OF MAT ROCKERS... i dunno why... there were probably a gazillion mat rockers dressed in emo wear (ie vest-skinnytie-skinny jeans combi) and some looked like neo nazis... that whole place gave wierd vices.
hung around for 30mins before going back to the creperie... pretty pricey shit... but the food was actually quite good. the dessert crepes were like OMG heavenly.... serious. Best crepe ever... the owners are French from Brittany so i got to practise my french a lil bit. Siwei being the eager beaver of cos took this chance to verbal diahorrea with them. OH WELLS.... 3 crepes one coke and one cidre.... 60bucks. ex right?? but siwei's treat so watever.
Wanted to go to Tmbre at Mt Sophia... realised the only way up was thru this inconspicuous flight of stairs beside the Cathay... and it was seriously like a back alley where all the kitchen fumes were dissipated.... we ended up smelly like fried chicken by the time we reached the top. very smelly. please find someone who drives if you wanna go there to avoid smelling like KFC/fried stuff.
Arrived at Timbre at 8... had an hour of happy hour left. GREAT. we ordered buffalo wings, calamari, 2 cocktails and 2 mocktails.... listened to some live music... talked a lot more random stuff.... gossip, complaining about life... and left at ard 10pm.
Not wanting to go down the stairs of Mount Doom, we decided to make a right turn and walk down the road.... which we tot would bring us closer towards somerset.... so we walk... and walk and walk..... all the while not knowing where the road would lead to... saw some waaay to atas condo at Mt Sophia... kept complaining that we would NEVER make enuff money to live here..... walked past the Istana... and tot we were on the right track.... until we finally reached the main road and realised.... WE WERE BACK AT PARADIZ CENTRE.... like WAT THE FUCK just happened.... we turned right hoping to go nearer to Somerset... and ended up further away... twilight zone lor. Either that or i have really poor sense of direction... which i REFUSE to believe.... ok watever.
So we headed home and called it a night... and it was only wat.... 1030pm? i resent this... my weekends are gradually getting more and more uneventful... its been eons... (and i mean EONS) since i got wasted and clubbed and had GG sessions in hall and i HATE IT. Weekends are supposed to be FUN and HAPZ, and not having NOTHING TO DO and going home to sleep early.....you have weekdays catered for that. MA DE. HAte IT.
Anyway.... will be heading to Bangkok for work on Tuesday.... and coming back on Wed.... YES... its a 24hour thing. dun ask me why. i dun actually wanna go. I am afraid i will never get to come home if there are any crazy ass riots at the Bangkok airport... DAMMIT. and its for 24hours. wat the hell. It would be like i never left singapore... OH WELL.
kong weijie the man who refuses to grow up climbed on the pit to fan the charcoal... ma de. bloody monkey
Aili and waterboi who kindly let us use him place for the bbq and sponsered a few bottles of wine. THANKS MAN!
the happy people :))) thanks to me okkk... TO ME. SEE... if u wanna have something to do on a weekend, the only person you can always rely on is yourself to get things done..... i think i rock.
WIth alexis whom a few pple think is my gf... SHE IS NOT MY GF.... for the record. We are just alcoholics who like to drink with each other. HAAHA :)
Step, the rare guest of the evening.... we've missed u... and of cos Ms Khaw too who wasnt able to make it.... we had a great time... talking about dance, gossiping... and ended up talking about ghost stories... which made my hair stand and teared a bit.... haha.....
the booze...
ultimately, it was super enjoyable... super tiring and smelly. but it was worth it :)) Headed home around 1130pm. Pretty early considering my standards. watched a couple of episodes of greys and private practice, sipping on my baileys..... and slept like a baby after. cool shit.
