Lightnings are only for Aesthetics
On a metaphorical speed train tipped with alcohol night after night and waking up to drink and sleeping to wake:
Previous Monday: Simple Jack party @ Sean's. Heneiken much. Dull room with music competing with cigarette smoke for air space. Ended at 4am with a trip to Stella's and then back to school to grab Necessary Clothes for Looking Good purpose. Otherwise crashed within a second within my thick comforter within the air-conditioned blend.
And Tuesday: Town and Marcus. Movie: Zombieland. Rating: 4/5. Annoying Ah Beng Ah Lian satan advocates beside: 0/infinity. Supper was Maggi Goreng at Al Azhar with salt to spare. Throat tasted like the sea after eating and surrendered to iced green tea and still the stubborn urge for smoke. Pool session: I won hands down, nothing much to boast about except I'm really just the best around.
Wednesday: Town and Marcus Part 2. Short dinner at Marche at 313. Food: Normal. Crowd: Outstanding, with occasional glimpse at the office lady across. Guilt-meter if someone finds out that I check other girls out: 99%. 1% save for Male Ego Pride. MEP. Followed by GYSB party at Velvet Underground. Read drink, drink, drink, drink, drink,drink, drink, dirnk, drnki, dnirk, dinrk...
Thursday: Paint The Town Red with English Literature Majors, a DeeJay and a Sociology Major and occasional attention demanded from Friend's Girlfriend. Movie: Zombieland. Rating: 4/5. Absence of Ah Beng Ah Lian satan advocates: Epic. Supper was Mojito at KPO with mint leaves to spare. Throat tasted minty after drinking and surrendered to smoking and still the stubborn urge to look at the mirror after drinking. Supper session: With Wini at Chinatown Frog Leg Porridge. Full like mad.
Friday-Saturday: Town with Manda & friends. Butter Factory with DJ born without ears or eyes to see how bored we were. Drinks to make us vaguely interested but failed after one second of revving. Stayed longer to hope for a miracle. Hoped longer to sleep better. Failed miserably. Supper at Macdonalds and adjourned home to adjourned to school to adjourn for meeting urgently adjourned at 11am. Urgently adjourned meeting ended at a less urgent time of 4pm (read: very late for work) so scurry down to town to distribute flyers for money. Went home after work, but right after work, made a detour to Rochor Beancurd for.... guess??? YES, CORRECT!
Sunday: A self-contained rest day. Self-contained because I contained myself at home, so... home self-contained. My home self was contained! Yes. Caught abit of SEA games at home. Some dudes and some ladies (highly debatable for uncanny unbelievable broad shoulders which put mrt trains to shame) and then adjourn to sleep. ZzzZzzZzz....
ZzzzZZzzZzz... Monday. Brringg Brrring alarm ring. Reluctantly everything. Reluctantly showered, reluctantly walked, reluctantly took the bus. 2 meetings, 1 afternoon. Went well though, given a spell of flu and headache and the microwave weather raving like sperms into my head. (No, I'm not a vagina head.) After popping 2 menstrual panadol pills, I took on higher responsibility in life and scurry adjourn to meet Calvin for movie. Movie: A Perfect Getaway. Rating: A Perfect Sleep Away.
Alights the metaphorical speed train on a return trip.
Previous Monday: Simple Jack party @ Sean's. Heneiken much. Dull room with music competing with cigarette smoke for air space. Ended at 4am with a trip to Stella's and then back to school to grab Necessary Clothes for Looking Good purpose. Otherwise crashed within a second within my thick comforter within the air-conditioned blend.
And Tuesday: Town and Marcus. Movie: Zombieland. Rating: 4/5. Annoying Ah Beng Ah Lian satan advocates beside: 0/infinity. Supper was Maggi Goreng at Al Azhar with salt to spare. Throat tasted like the sea after eating and surrendered to iced green tea and still the stubborn urge for smoke. Pool session: I won hands down, nothing much to boast about except I'm really just the best around.
Wednesday: Town and Marcus Part 2. Short dinner at Marche at 313. Food: Normal. Crowd: Outstanding, with occasional glimpse at the office lady across. Guilt-meter if someone finds out that I check other girls out: 99%. 1% save for Male Ego Pride. MEP. Followed by GYSB party at Velvet Underground. Read drink, drink, drink, drink, drink,drink, drink, dirnk, drnki, dnirk, dinrk...
Thursday: Paint The Town Red with English Literature Majors, a DeeJay and a Sociology Major and occasional attention demanded from Friend's Girlfriend. Movie: Zombieland. Rating: 4/5. Absence of Ah Beng Ah Lian satan advocates: Epic. Supper was Mojito at KPO with mint leaves to spare. Throat tasted minty after drinking and surrendered to smoking and still the stubborn urge to look at the mirror after drinking. Supper session: With Wini at Chinatown Frog Leg Porridge. Full like mad.
Friday-Saturday: Town with Manda & friends. Butter Factory with DJ born without ears or eyes to see how bored we were. Drinks to make us vaguely interested but failed after one second of revving. Stayed longer to hope for a miracle. Hoped longer to sleep better. Failed miserably. Supper at Macdonalds and adjourned home to adjourned to school to adjourn for meeting urgently adjourned at 11am. Urgently adjourned meeting ended at a less urgent time of 4pm (read: very late for work) so scurry down to town to distribute flyers for money. Went home after work, but right after work, made a detour to Rochor Beancurd for.... guess??? YES, CORRECT!
Sunday: A self-contained rest day. Self-contained because I contained myself at home, so... home self-contained. My home self was contained! Yes. Caught abit of SEA games at home. Some dudes and some ladies (highly debatable for uncanny unbelievable broad shoulders which put mrt trains to shame) and then adjourn to sleep. ZzzZzzZzz....
ZzzzZZzzZzz... Monday. Brringg Brrring alarm ring. Reluctantly everything. Reluctantly showered, reluctantly walked, reluctantly took the bus. 2 meetings, 1 afternoon. Went well though, given a spell of flu and headache and the microwave weather raving like sperms into my head. (No, I'm not a vagina head.) After popping 2 menstrual panadol pills, I took on higher responsibility in life and scurry adjourn to meet Calvin for movie. Movie: A Perfect Getaway. Rating: A Perfect Sleep Away.
Alights the metaphorical speed train on a return trip.