grilled chicken fillet.
sizzzles. a soft confession, i love da chicken fillet i grilled. so tender and juicy. and healthy ;)
movie & dinner wid eevel's fam.
watched Death Note 2 wid his fam at Marina Sq. kidda confusin.. >didn't watch Death Note 1. Had dinner at da Jap restuarant bside Kenny.R. Had egg omlette noodles - egg omlette = noodles. abahah. damn funny luh. rem> " uncle, i want ice kachang; but i dun want da kachang". hilarious. Aunti gave mi part of her sushi, aft witnessin my super small portion of noodles (which i'm happy bout, cox big portion=more workout to rid of it.) tankiu ah gong!
countin to countdown at Esplanade.
met up wid da girls at Esplanade. ey'd occupied da 2nd row of spectaculars! we're in a circle on da floor, laughin fo no particular reasons, playin games; 007 & Number game, to combat the food we'd prepared. Yj>donuts, Jp>Sushi, Yx>Sandwiches, Sab>Grilled Chicken, Mich>GreenTea & IceLemonTea, EEvel>BOdy, as a protect to all of us!. bahha. tryin to avoid any potential threat of molest. hmm.
a fight between 2 ah lians, go home and fight can..? ppl farted! of all places, wtf ere! 5 f-times. really stinks. thanks hur, fo not confessin hu droppe da bomb and apologisin. idiot.
yes, i hate it when ppl com outta no wher and squeezed in front of mi to blocked any single small bit of my view. but fuck it, its countdown and i shan't be bothered wid all ese tiny ting. includin da rain>drizzle>rain>drizzle tat could potentially dampen us.
it wasn't the loud mathematic countin of numbers in decendin orders which usher 2007, but da sprinkle of da first firework that caught us at our expected surprise. i hope 2007 wil be as bright and beautiful as da glitters in da sky. however, it wun be shortlived.
we hugged in unity, and screamed da pain away. memories tat should nvr be remembered wil be thrown away, hurt tat are not justified to mi are to be heal in da shortest period of time and nvr wil da scar resurface.
squeezed our way outta da place. to ppl in their comfort zone, we seems like an enormous joke; proven by a guy hu was comfortably settled in his chair at Harry's and filmin wid a grim/ smile on this cam. Claps to Eevel hu got us out in a record timing of 8min! which last year is 1hr++.
After 0000,"Ke Siang".
wanted to check out and gif away my virgin-visit-to-KBox at Marina Sq. da quene was nth. its da place!! as we're quenin, i was bz complainin bout da place ad everyting ere.
>this place look like some budget hotel in Gerlang.
>omg. tis place makes mi thick and illustrate some girls in skimpy skimpy wear tryin to sell their bodies ,as wad's shown in da TV.
>omg, wtf songs are ere? ok, i'll just go in and scream. well, other patrons wil just tink i'm tryin to break glasses. hu cares.
>da manager should nvr stand at da reception counter. wtf. aft grad from sec sko, i'd nvr made a more violent remark. but he's like a total omg. he looked so like a pimp, wid tat sly look and fats and i bet he stinks. gross. i;m not discriminatin, but pls. apperance matter in first line service crew too.
FUCK!
>da girl at da reception speaks chinese to mi when i converse in Eng! wtf. no as if her Chi is any bette. y not just kol "ke siang" instead of KBox, since its so into Chi. dun bother usin any form of Eng.
>moreover she was like vibratin (*fine, shakin her legs) when she's tokin to mi, which is a total rudeness!!
.FUCK most!
>$28.60 +++ fo 3 hours!!! wtf!! ere're wiser ways to spend tat $$.!
..total BULLSHITE!!
pool & bowlin were out too. fuckin exp! cracy. and not as if da faggot at da counter of da arcade/ pool haf any bette attitude..
.. reasons are obvious why i dun step into those places.
wanted to boob da girls aft eir visit to da toilet, but bahahah. i boobed da wrong ppl. cox ey were singin & i tot only jp sings loudli in da public. bahahah. but da 2 girls-whom-iono, got a freaked too. bahahah, omg. sory
sat at da steps, munchin on donuts, replenishin our energy aft all da jostling/pushin/taggin at Esplanade. decided to go fo a drink. bought sprite & orange soda. 7-eleven was like $-choppin. chargin $.4 fo a tiny cup; widout ice. huh!! wtf! i was lost till hons filled mi in. WTF! bahaha.
Playin at 7-eleven & Drinkin at Millenia Walk.
sat outside millania walk and drank. played da number game again. bahaha. yx was made to drink as forfeet, since everyother one else was oradi drinkin but she wasn't. ahahha. Mich got high & kept laughin. i screamed, didnt kno tat i can be so piercin loud. opsy. and mich screamed. yj, jp, yx; not a single bit of redness. cannot get too high, i;m so worried tat one of us wil unknowingly dashed out to da road. bahhaha. omg. ny tragedy.
Day 1, 010107.
~~slept on da bus, thru da way home, and highness.
Viola! woke up had fish bee hoon> durian, honeymelon & watermelon. Thanks aunty!! =DD
approach home wid da fear of gettin screwed aft so mani nights out, surprisingly, only mummy nags, daddy didn;t mentioned a word. slept my way from 1800 till 2200; when mummy wakes mi to go to bed & slep. now, i;m bloggin >< 
