Truly effective speaking...
On a side note i like the guy's shirt, in case cannot see, it' a monkey shitting on the toilet bowl. Damn cute!!!
14th March - celebrated soon heng the roommate's birthday at imm.
Edwin the Ediot go and buy a dunno how many kg cake for 6 of us to eat. Packed full of chocolate which i don't eat. So after one slice my hands were shaking already.
The others there were Collin the chinese medicine man, Rong Ming the eat-food-80%-drops-back-on-the-plate boy, and Hui Shan the mids chio bu.
Happy birthday pooi heng!
15th March - the day i died a little more inside.
16th March - Went out with the homeboys (term coined by haSlinda) again and picked up a stray. Finally finalizing the design for my broken angel. Sunday's the day hopefully! Went for a run in the morning and a drink at fong-i-rip-u-off-seng. Ran thru N U S hoping to impress hot chicks with our lean sweaty bodies but all we got was a trio of fuglians. Bleah. Truly youcanhaveanygirlyouwantexceptthegirlyouwant.
17th March - went to apply for job with the stray at num as promoter/graphic designer/writer. wheee. apply for fun only la! never work! (disclaimer that i am not, not going to, never will, moonlight!)
homeboys again. emo the whole day but luckily i have my therapeutic gay blog to vent. watched blood and chocolate - this weird werewolf show which is quite funny.
Marcus was late, so we had to leave a ticket at the usher's station for him. One of the ushers told us that we could do that and leave a name so that he'd collect it after that...
Friendly Usher: You can just tell me and i'll write down his name for him when he reaches.
Me: Jackass.
Ahmad: Faggot.
Me + Ahmad: Asshole. Yeah asshole's good.
Friendly Usher: What? *chuckling*
Me: Yep, asshole. He's an asshole. Don't worry he won't be offended.
Ahmad: When he comes, just ask "are you asshole?"
Friendly Usher: Okay!
Good times.... so we go in, and later we find out from marcus the following conversation:
Marcus: Hi, i'm supposed to get a ticket here, for the show, my name's marcus...
Usher: I only have a ticket for asshole.
Marcus: Yep, that should be for me...
After tear the stub can only see ASSH-
Anyhow, after that we trooped down to our new favourite starbucks at the old singtel shop, which is perpetually populated by pretty people. Here are a few badly-disguised attempts at taking photos of some.
Besides the obvious one in the foreground, me, we were trying to get the two behind. And attempt number two...
Listening to:
Silje Nergaard - Be Still My Heart
Stars - Heart
Justincase - Without You
(Yes i'm still emo, i think my itunes senses my moods)
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