Saturday: THW allow the free movement of Labour.

Sydney 2000: THW have lots of sex.
Dublin 92: THBT sex kills romance.
Toronto 91: This House would kiss the sky.

After training on Saturday, it was, as usual, off to lunch with the bimbos and the himbos. (:
PS: I'm so glad the Zara Warehouse Sale sucked (according to Alex) because hey I'm quite broke to begin with!

After lunch, Irah left for some family barbecue thang. Shawn and Alex, as usual headed home.

So, it was just the most fashionable captain and me. I miss that bitch cause I have not seen her for ages SIA. Headed to Bugis then to Haji Lane.

It was becoming a habit to come into a shop, browse through everything, check out the prices (although I realise they restock very occasionally) and well both of us bought nothing. WOW CATHERINE! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU BOUGHT NOTHING. However, our dear Catherine will naturally just go online and that's where all her money goes to. I shall make a list of things I need (or want, more like it) to get for Julyyyyy!

There was this particular shop selling vintage slogan shirts. The guy was cute. He was what I would categorise as the Japanese TV star. Fair, slightly long hair, nice skin, charming smile, good diction. At that same shop, I browsed through a couple of bags belonging to the other customers (whom I am sure was merely flirting with him. OUTRAGEOUS!) and even after he had sort of hinted to me that it was not for sale, I hadn't realise until aeons later that I had touched someone else's bag. OKAY, I PLEAD PURE STUPIDITY.

Being the very efficient people that we naturally are, we caught up after ages of not seeing each other while browsing through items.

After a tiring walking around session and after getting cramps upon hitting the staircase (which I believe to be jinxed), we headed to Pluck a second time. This time, to eat.

The ice-cream was great, although its taste doesn't matter at all, because we were both too busy talking about taking a bus, matt or gloss and even hues. (: Nice, nice talk. Recounting the faces of people we used to remember so clearly, every line and crease in their faces. & yes, last Saturday got my hopes high, and then it crashes to the ground. HAHA RIGHT SAM?

Sam's skinny picture.

Her attempt at acting cute.

After the session at Haji Lane with Catherine, it was off to dinner with people I barely knew. Plus, it was no proper dinner. Just some grabs because firstly, going Seoul garden at 8.45pm is stupid and secondly, Bagus is so far away from Taka and lastly, the bleeding food court is packed with people who "chope" their seats with tissue packs and umbrellas, and oh, they're really creative at finding items. I cannot afford to have anymore fastfood after the ordered KFC food that tasted of POISON! After which, it was finally some time talking under the void deck. It wasn't some Minah-Lepak moment, but we wanted some place from which I can conveniently run back home when the red flag goes off and dear lovable parents starts becoming monsterous.

Oh fuck, I want some Fastfood now. Shrimps pleaseeee!

BAGUS BILA!

Today:

Tuition with my all-time favourite cousin. She was hyper as usual and I felt like stranggling ehr, but I love her and she's too cute to be killed. After tuition, stayed around cause the kids insisted I played hide&seek with them and read them a story.

I rushed to Bedok just in time to catch Shrek 3 with Izad and Fir. Sorry guys. I think I've got a major problem with punctuality and time management. After the movie, it was another let's-sit-down-and-talk-so-we-can-help-one-another session. Headed to Mcds to grab some food before heading to our usual spot and it continued with the both of us until the red flags waved.

"Eh, you fatter ah now!" -Fir

I would love to show the world pictures of my fatter self, except, I've got no pictures! :(

OMG. I have not studied a single thing! I am dead. I am so dead.

Why can't I have a healthy social and academic life at the same time?