Came back home not long ago after meeting the guys to go shopping for foundation haha. We plan to wear makeup for new yr party, paint our nails, lipgloss n stuff, indulging ourselves in a lil' world of metrosexuals. okay like WHATEVER?! then we came all the way back to lot1 and had supper. we had some green cold beancurd which is FCUKING NICE I SWEAR!! and meanwhile, Daryl said that boxing day is to commemorate Muhammed Ali, the great boxing legend and i almost bought it? haha. Daryl hafta go off halfway to meet his fren for movie, so the rest of us went to play pool.

We're like supposed to meet at 6 at jurong point but i woke up at arnd 8 plus and i rushed all the way down there. haha im a pig. oversleeping is my niche.

On friday, the bunch of us went to indochine and partae'ed till our balls drop. Its really fun larh, but on the worse note, there were some mishaps. Firstly, i duno who da hell carried me up to the bloody table larh then force me to dance on the table. The thing is that the table itself is unstable, shaking and swaying in all directions. So there u go, a lil' poor fella, trying hard to even keep his balance on the table, not to mention dancing on it. Then, VIOLA, two bouncers came to stop me from going far too wild above, amdist a confinement of submissive fellas swaying conservatively, in all ways but satisfying their libido. As a result, i came down from the table lest i get kicked out of the place. Secondly, a jovial Ben poured a cup of cigarette ash onto my body, thinking that the cup was empty and clean. To add icing to the cake, the gargantuan Sathiya topped it off by pouring a cup of leftover liquor onto my hair. Oh great thanks, i went back home the next morning smelling as if i've drank much and smoked. Hey but thats not me, cos im the good boy, your next door gentlekid so innocently pure. DINGUS!

And u know what... we received an appalling msg that MARK GOT INTO A FIGHT....

...like WOW, A FIGHT. so all of us went out to check out whats wrong.

yes and we learn that Mark danced dirty with this girl which a guy have been eyeing for a week? SO the damn damn damn guy confronted Mark and talked things out. its unforgivably intruguing to all of us that some pple actually wanna get into a fight just over such minute and meaningless shit matter? Furthermore, the girl don't even know the damn guy well, needless to say like him or what. In fact, she's quite pissed off and irritated by the damn guy as well. If she can find happiness in Mark, i see absolutely no reason why she cant have her own freedom and rights to choosing her dance partner. And is she obliged to turn away from all guys other than the damn him in the first place? Fucking penishead indeed, and a fat one. Trying to act tough in front of his girl arh? Ball'less shit. nincompoop. get a life.

Just as things are resolving and residing to idle, where both parties are shaking hands and bidding peace, Shankar suddenly marched out with that want-to-fight-but-dont-dare-to-fight face and shouted:

"Hey dae nbccb who is the one that wanna fight ar dae?"

like -_-'"? haha a great turnoff man. Thank God no fight that day. Cos its christmas eve's eve.

Went back home the next day morning and indulged in that welcoming bed of mine. *orgasm.
Some of us guys went over to Keat's house that night and spent our entire night there. Played xbox, cards, basketball and ate cup noodles, with Black Cat to boot. then it rained. like thanks man.

Spent my christmas eve at keat's house at the expense of forgoing my friend's invitation to mos. Kelvin asked me to go mos with him on that saturday night but i already have other commitment. so perhaps tomorrow, which will be monday(time flies so damn fast), i will probably meet him to go real shopping, window shopping and slack arnd. SEE YA KELV!!!!