♥clarke quay retards
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I have serious short term memory these few days, and I blame friends. Hahaha. I have been referring to friends' blogs just to blog about what I did with them on the past few days. That's like pretty bad.
IT'S US AGAIN YO!
Alright, before I forget to post again, I went out with the expanded makan gang today! They all met up earlier, to look for food for the upcoming chalet, and also to watch the movie 'mirror'.
I was together with my smelly boyfriend during that whole period of time, and he was sooooo nice to accompany me all the way to Ikea to have meatballs and help me carry my storage stool back home. Thanks love for even coming out with me when you weren't feeling too good, though the whole time you felt like vomitting, because of the excessive alcoholic birthday present Josiah got you. I so-called sent him home, by letting him alight at his house bus stop, whilst I took the bus down to Cathay to meet the makan gang.
I arrived just on time, and there I saw FIONA! Wheeeee, she's back from Lai Tai Lai's homeland, Hong Kong! Gave her a big hug on the spot, haven't seen her for a week, kinda missed her already. Hahaha. She got me a floral tube dress, niceeee, thanks Fionnn! Fiona, Amanda, Jon Han/ Lee/ Yeo, Jing Yi, Alicia, Eames, Huadong, Huiting, Shuling, and I remembered having a glimpse of Qinjie, but didn't managed to see my baby Huiqi! Qinjie went to meet his friends, and Shu and Jon Lee left for home after the movie. Didn't talk to her much though :( Sorry Shu shu!
The rest of us took a bus to Chinatown, and coincidentally, all the girls ordered food from the same Cheena stall, and even ordered the same food. Hahahaha. Fiona, Huiting, Amanda and I shared 10 xiaolongbaos, 10 fried dumplings ('guo tie', I got it right guys! No more 'tie ban', OR shui jiao like someone assumed also, HAHAHA), 1 bowl of spicy and sour soup, 1 bowl of spicy and sour noodle, 2 bowls of ja jang myun, and 1 bowl of szechuan spicy noodle. Nahbeh, the China uncle confirmed the dishes with us twice, but in the end served us 3 szechuan spicy noodle. Nevermind, we decided to forgive the China man. We'd thought it'd be quite alright, but the whole damn szechuan noodle smelt and tasted like peanut soup with la mian. Gu gu jiao, I want to eat proper chinese food yo, give me peanut sauce noodle, some more charge me 4 bucks for no meat but just peanut and noodles, cheat my money! Now I'm really angry at the China man. Everything else was okay, so let it be lah, anyway I shitted all the peanut out already, I think.
I look like THE man.
After food, we walked along Clarke Quay and I can't remember much on what we did there. All I knew was that we were walking aimlessly to find a place to sit down and chill, but ended up camwhoring everywhere we walked, letting Ang-mohs laugh and point at us while we did jumpshots. Jon Ah Gong piggybacked me all the way to TCC, and that we made an appointment together to go and try out the bungee thing!
Oh yeah, and I remember laughing hard at Fiona while she tried to get up the onto the stone pallet along the bridge. She was wearing a dress, and she took 5 minutes to get up even with at least 5 pairs of hands trying to pull her up. Hahahahahaha. Not long after she finally got up, we decided to get down and go to Brewerks, but ended up going to 7-eleven to get Big Gulp. LOL. It was already so late, that my Dad was too pissed to even bother replying to me "Sorry Daddy I will be home late" message.
I'm
talking champagne wishes and caviar dreams.
