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words;

abouts;

shits;

rivermaya

close your eyes,
dry your tears.
cos when nothing seems clear,
u'll be safe here.

when the light disappears,
and when this world's insincere,
u'll be safe here.

when nobody hears you scream,
i'll scream with you.
u'll be safe here

when no one understands,
i'll believe.
u'll be safe..
u'll be safe..
u'll be safe here.
put your heart in my hands,
u'll be safe here..

domingo, julio 17, 2005

today was fabulous. cept morning. was pouring rather heavily, had to brave the rain to get to the mrt station. fantastic. esp when i have a runny nose alrdy. so went all the way to dhoby ghaut to meet the guys (my new classmates la). supposedly, the meeting place was at the entrance of plaza singapura, so i waited there like an asshole while the rest scatter arnd the nel control station and the ns line. so instead of the pre-arranged 11am. we met at 1145 instead. cool shit.
bus no. 16,
so up the guys went to the arcade, and of cuz they played the games there la. so i jus went to change some tokens. wenta play virtua striker. den right aft i inserted the token. the asshole on the opp cabinet pressed start n took my token. bastard. so nvm, i put in the other token i had. won him, though ungloriously on penalty, its still a fucking win. aft dat, i wenta fucking confront tt asshole. fucking kids, citing "jus anyhow pressing the buttons" as an excuse. i jus fucked him upside down n make him apologise n pay me back.
great world:
so aft tt shit incident, we all went to carrefour to stock up for the bbq. bought lotsa stuffs. and the girls kept a careful eye on our spendings; we didnt want to exceed the $6.50 the school's giving us. den we had to be entertained by our class rep's wisdom, he kept giving us adivces on wad to buy, even on choosing fruits n honey?
mac,
done with market-ing, we proceeded to the bus stop at park mall, n waited like idiots for bus no. 16. half an hr flew past, n still no 16! wtf is sbs doing man. so the very patient us, decided that it was enuff. we took another bus instead, but had to walk.
yoshinoya
we dropped somewhere near a classmate's place. walked all the way in. n trust me, it was a loonnngg one. as u noe, there aint many public transport available at prime districts, cab isnt considered a public transport. her house laid somewhere in grange road. so we went up, relaxed a lil at the poolside, n den dumped our shopping acquisations upstairs.
cinema,
right after, we headed over to great world city for our lunch. ok not quite. it was 4pm when we first chewed on our food. so we filled our hungry stomachs, n up next was recreation - yes, pool. hogged the table for quite a while. lost some matches though, had to admit i was no quite near my best. even making stupid mistakes with the last ball and after playing a good position! so most of the guys pooled and the girls, bowled.
memories i want to put away.
we lost track of time. it was 630pm when we realised tt we're late; our teacher has to go at 7+ and she was alrdy waiting for us at our classmate's place. so we rushed back to great world, n bought the ice, which was our secondary reason for coming out. of cuz the main reason was lunch la. den i realised i 4got to take my oakley. fuck. n luckily it was there when i went back to retrive it. oh i 4got we bought booze too, heineken.
i hate to admit it..
next, we walked back to her place, jus like we did on our 1st trip. 20-25mins walk. n the best part was the drizzle. fuck. but nevertheless, we went to get the stuffs ready n prepared for the bbq. as some of them start the fire, a few of us prepared the corn - buttered n wrapped it in the foil. basically, i jus slacked arnd until the bacon needed to be cook (as always, haha!).
but its so damn difficult to jus put them away.
ya, so i made some bacon, den headed back to great world to get charcoal and drinks as we went near dry state for these 2 stuffs. cant imagine i did so much walking. den aft we're back, it was all work. added more charcoal to our dying fire n cooked all 3 packs of bacons. halfway, all of them left, leaving only me and another pal (fab). so we cooked together, ate together, n crapped together. it was damn cool man. den another guy (arvin) joined in. but he didnt really cook la. jus helped us to pack and close shop.
esp when theres tmr..
so aft we're done with all the shit, we joined the rest at the karaoke room, drank our heavenly heineken, sang a couple of songs n we wanted to leave. den the girls wanted to take pictures. baaaaaa. ok so we took some pics, posed some really stupid poses. den home sweet home. but it was too late for train. so most of us took 14 to clementi, and i cabbed home myself - no choice la, so i'm broke again. cool.
which will jus dig out all of them again..

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