in the middle of all these happenings, i celebrated bossman darren seah's birthday. he is 18, but sometimes, we still, "handsome cutezx square = JD" on messenger when we're bored. haha at you because you have no idea what we're talking about. this is old school rockin' shit, like as old as the joey with the folded socks tucked at the front of the shoe and, "eh ankle hor." okay, we had dinner, sang karaoke which is a very cool but expensive thing to do, and then went to a chalet on jln jurong kechil road. it was quite a last minute decision, but thank god there were vacant apartments. so, at 545am on a saturday morning, i forgo weekly football with the cousin&holmies and sat through at least 20 poks of mahjong - it lasted for 3D2N. on a sunday afternoon, we walked over to a nearby coffeeshop, had lunch, and then, "eh mj.?" and we people ftw and trekked back for another round. no la, we not mj addicts. where got... ... 

darren is a basketball coach.

tmrw is www.myspace.com/trellaband at homeclub, and i hope they try their best to blow my minds. but is it too late to seal this battle of jealousy that we have against each other.? i dno, i want to have fun tmrw. the school is quite stressful - INTERIMCONCEPTDESIGNMODEL by next friday, when this week is almost up. eh, sisters and brothers, YOUR MOTHER OKIE.! 

i text because of present money matters i have decided to change our usual saturday town escapades into a much more economical one - football at sig park chalet. imagine stripping right after the game of football and jumping right into the the icy cold swimming pool. sbs. total expenditure for the day will be kept at 6.30 for a can of coke light and that godly plate of mr patrick. please confirm asap for booking. to the guys. see you all on saturday.