Monday, June 23, 2008
after all, i guess catching the "You dont mess with the Zohan" at the movies will be a better choice, not that am hankering after pirated stuffs, but wait till Jac to pass it to me, i guess i did lose the interest already.
relatively funny, damn sexual - oh that, adam sandler. funny guy, funny speech. the Humus is gross man! and sex with the aunties, and i wonder how come the salon lady will still love him. faints. becoz of the bush maybe? lolx. but its damn huge on the outlook, strong too. haha. duh duh storyline, unless u are involved in the iraq or watever middle east issues. they try to make a joke out of it, and peace, but the smartness of the approach, not exactly there you noe. hmm.
and so, afterwhich headed for the 2nd yoga lesson for the week. Hot flow - 1st time i manage to do the wheel pose successfully, the what seems like the buddha hand at my back. i almost tot, thats the end of me. i hear my bones cracking, probably muscles tearing. shiokingly shiok.
there goes the end of the class, and i went to Hotpot Culture. Lotsa varieties, and nice soup base. $24.90++, drinks additional charge. i lurve the chocolate fondue! damn. and you are able to order all the cooked dishes as well. all in, all in. and so you guessed it, the yoga efforts pretty much offset the loads i have eaten, OPPS.
Yesterday, i finally collected the lappie. and till date, i think it has shutted due to some "dumping physical memory" errors for abt ten times i guess. problems - incompatibility with the Motorola modem, damned is all i can say. i had to download the upgrades, whatever.
Friday, was slacking, clearing, and putting all my stuffs into the bag. didnt bring any home with me, not yet. we all went out for dinner. and once again, chocolate bear joined us. he's prob. going back to london in like 2-3 months time. and adam plannin bali trip. chris moving to his new apartment. me movin away from BGC. lotsa happenings around. wow. oh chix is tendering officially on coming monday, finally out of that hell place tat buzzed 24/7. phew eh!
i left by 10.30pm, fuking tired. but den again, i met chix, we headed helipad (the drinks are bland) den to some bar at clarke quay for the last drink of the night. i was very very much gone. not to mentioned, total slp hrs clocked for wed and thur was 6hrs in total. fuked up, yeah.