CRAAWWWLLIIINNNGGGG IINNN MYYY SKIIIIINNNNN!!!!

Bluddy connection in school is shit as usual....

pointless

The bus interchange at Boon Lay goes through a very redundant and wasteful cycle of events.

Every once in awhile, they will have pasar malams selling the oh so good but sinful fried honey chicken chop with spicy chilli powder. After the pasar malams, the green grass turns into wasteland of sludge and mud because of the lack of photosynthesis.

They then plant new grass to restore the green fields. Which they then destroy by having another pasar malam right after they implant the new seedlings.

Rince and repeat.

Taxpayers money? I hope not.

discarded & used

discarded 2, originally uploaded by dreamzcape.

Don't you just feel like that sometimes?

it was just another friday...

or so I thought. I went for one of my film studies module as usual and winged through a presentation. Few weeks back, I also came to recognise that one of my classmates in this module was a classmate back in secondary school.

Heading to Jurong Point on the 179 was basically a refreshing blast from the past, with the usual "do you remember ______? he's a ______ now". It was very heart warming to see that this old group of friends have been keeping together and playing soccer together. Amidst finding out who are the ones getting married, who was working where etc, it was also made known to me that one of my ex-classmates was last seen holding the hand of a caucasian guy and another now has boobs. It all doesn't sound too wrong until you realise I was from an all-boys secondary school. And yes, she still plays soccer with them.

Shocking? A tad.

In other news, Alvin dragged my ass out for drinks, not wanting to waste his off day. Watering hole of choice? Breko at Holland Village.

"hello Breko!"

And we said, "Give us one of everything"

"Hick!"

The beer bottle parade was a particularly troublesome shot to take because of some bullshit rule about their license being only until 1:30am and the cops bringing down fire and brimstone upon their humble joint if alcohol was consumed on their holy ground after holy hour. But whatever, we just guzzled away anyway. Drinking with a deadline just changes the whole mood though.

At magic hour, the archangels in blue walked by. Would all hell and chaos break loose? Evidently not, since I sit here typing this entry. They did not even look our way. So much for the licensing stuff.

"And all credibility was lost..."

Alvin decided to go old school on my ass, so we ended the night drinking Hooch and Baccardi Breezers in the hawker centre but it's not quite the same when not bought using a fake ID. And besides, after our palates were washed over by 10 different kinds of beer, the Hooch and Breezers ended up tasting like Ribena and Citrus juices. Overall, a night of good buzz. On average, I think we downed about 2 litres of beer each, which really isn't a lot but hey, I don't mind another beer buffet. The only thing we missed out was Carlsberg, which is probably the worst beer in the world.

heal the world....wait a minute..

Say no to triple rooms! Not that it affects me though.
In other news, I will adopting justify left. hurrah.

i would exercise....

if not for the fact that my brother stole my trainers.

argh.

fat fat fat fat fat fat fat....

Mommy I passed 8th grade science!

Ok Jac, I was bored.

it all depends on where you look...

just a bit more.....

And I'll be out...Look out, world!

surprise surprise

Thanks Alvin, Gary, Xinhui and Jared for the wonderful surprise. Jaded? Yes? Appreciative? Very.
*teardrop from my eye*

And to the rest that offered their well wishes via the wonders of the Internet and other forms of communications, thank you to all of you too.

experimentation

In my personal opinion, one should never try HL banana flavoured milk with Post's Banana Nut Crunch cereal.

Unless you're a bloody monkey.