Makin' like a brownie. C-sections anyone?
The prodigal daughter returned to her alma mater yesterday for a free swim. Yes. All it cost me was $4 (it could've been free if I wasn't so lazy 4 years ago) and now I'm entitled to a lifetime's free access to TP's swimming pool (with the nice deck chairs, so says Lynn). I guess at least its cheaper than having to take a cab to the club everytime I want to catch a spot of sun or the hassle of travelling all the way to the beach on Sentosa.
Met Lauren for a simple dinner at Mas-Ayu. Still not a big fan of Malay food. Charlotte picked us up after and let us tag along with her to Al Forno for her dinner with Nicholas. The nocchi was tres delish! Think I might be heading back there some time soon for more happily satisfying italian. Hung out later at Char's place and she shared with us the beauty of natural births, by way of some videos posted on youtube (aah youtube, what would we do without you...) Suffice to say, I sure as hell DON'T want to have kids. Why on earth would women subject themselves to such things is beyond me and narcissistic whims simply aren't good enough. I watched, cringingly, the messy entrace of a baby through water birth and bloody one through natural birth (they had to cut the vagina on that one.. like OUCH?!)
I swear.. I'll kill the father of the baby if I ever do get knocked up. *CHOY!!!! TOUCH WOOD!!!*