Its freedom time.
I finally returned from war. It was a hell vacation i might add, and never again will i return to that dreadful place. The final exercise is over, and i can smell freedom ahead. In a few days time, all the guys will ord in peace, leaving only 4 guys awaiting freedom in 3 months. But the worst is over. It'll all end soon. Soon. Soon.
The sat i returned we went to Millenia walk for a Barbaric fest. It seems that i either receive extremely small portions of food or else gigantic portions.
Aint this a sickly enormous burger.
Anyway on behalf of Biao and myself, thanks to all!
Time for a New Kind of Funty.
Uber weekend.
SaturdayIn the afternoon, me and 3 others went to the newly opened GV vivocity to enjoy the spendour of its new cineplex which boasted sophisticated cinematic experience. The cineplex has 3 Gold-class theatres, one GVmax ( est. 22 metres wide) theatre and a 'Cinema Europa' theatre which is very Blueish inside. We watched 'Scoop', and the show was only showed in Cinema Europa so we had to pay extra 50cents for wider seats, a tablet for placing your drink, and "sophisticated cinematic experience (bull)". And for some reason chubby was kaopeh-ing about the 10 bucks we had to pay and say i cheat his money.
After that we strolled around Vivocity (pronounced as '
Vee-Vo', and for some reason i keep on saying
'Vye-Vo') and enjoyed the scenery of the many boarded up shops, the utmost irritating helmeted men on platforms and the skypark (open air, and distrupted by the haze). Being newly opened the place has NO food stalls at all and therefore harbourfront was jammed packed with angry hungry humans roaming for food. We met many familiar faces around, some which we have not seen in ages.
The Skypark. Hazy. Hardly can sopt sentosa across the sea.
A hilarious structure at the skypark, named "Joel trying to do chin-ups".
After that one of us left for a mooncake fest, and the rest of us went to the deserted Orchard road. We sat in acidbar for an hour and felt bored so we left for thomsom prata house. After that we walked to HH's place. Walked. Wonder what were we thinking.
Praataaa
SundayThe next day I left from HH's place to church. Good me.
For lunch I brought my sis and mum to Uberburger, the most Uber place (and extremely moneyshagging) in the world to eat burgers. The seats are like sofas and you literally sink into them.
Uber indeed. Look at the size of the meat in the burger.
Milo shake
The most sinful drink (next to cartel's oreo minty shake). Like milo-dinosaur, just that its uber-thick chocolate milkshake with milo powder on top. And it cost EIGHT FREAKIN DOLLARS
This ends a moneyshagging week.
Awakened by the Chiming of the October Bell.
September ends. Im awake now.
I'm currently at HH's place blogging this after an overnight moneyshag mahjong session at biao's. Cong is officially the King of Gamblers after the final round at dawn, with a disgusting man-tai zi mo, causing my two consecutive ping hus to go down the drain. (Actually i was already down the drain, so technically i was flushed deeper down) Its true that playing with real money at stake will cause the game to be more enjoyable. But moneyshag.
And so yesterday the (few) funties went to brewerks for a night of indecent splurging on overpriced food and beer which taste too sweet. We saw a ghost dressed in poka dots and wondered if she was really there. Rare it was that she was ever around, so we toasted to the occasion with ocktoberfest beer. I ended up drinking half her share and all of sab's. She tricked me into eating mustard sauce, my bottom 2nd sauce (first being mayonnaise). grr. I bought the exact same pizza as biao. That was extremely clever of us man. After we finished dinner cong arrived and we left the place and ended up going to mac for cong's dinner. It's not a sad thing though, considering the fact that Mr man-tai cant take beer. hehhehheh.
Out for now.
