Oh the irony! The gentle, harsh irony! After i change my blog layout to one which alludes to oh-happy-clubbing, i fall bloody sick and i can't go Zouk tonight. Was supposed to go with D'uh for Absolute Reality. And i wanted to see Rumps on stage(who apparently did the catwalk!! And was 'outdrunk' by 3 GIRLS...what an ass!!) and meet up with everyone! Hmphhh. Bloody Effing Ell...that damn sore throat. You know, its the type that I'd DIE if i sneezed. The pain would be a bit too much to bear/handle/take, it'd be like someone shattered a crystal vase in my throat and proceeded to rub the offending smithereens along the walls of my esophagus. BLOODY EFFIN' OWWWWWW!!!!
On another note, i've become particularly lazy/lazier than usual. I have been refusing to go any where at night if no car is involved. Of course for my girlies i'd prob go, but i've grown more and more dependent on the boys chauffering me around that no car = no go. And car always = picks me up and sends me home.
Mahjong with my girls was once again, a spectacularly horrendous/hilarious affair with many super group hugs and after much tryin to bribe the judge, Beeboo finally winning the theme of today - Rastafari - when she emerged, happy as shit, might i add, with a bloody headband "to hold up the dreadlocks"!!! Whereupon i collapsed and lay besodden in a giggly heap upon the ground for ages. Would have LOVED to see a mop on Fartzzy's head. In the end, however, Junk(WZ), Skunk(Fartzy, who else?), Drunk( i am NOT perpetually drunk ok!) and Punk(beebs!!!) OD-ed on chocolate and hugs. *beams* Coz i heard "zhuang" as "drunk" and was indignant that i was called drunk once again. Our next mahjong session is on national day with the theme this time to dress as something symbolic of Singapore[Fartz's fault]. Hurhurhur..sorry babes, i think i've won again! Oh crap. i just realized beebs didnt take her prizes home!
After yummyyummy bo-bia with the family for dinner, Josh came to pick me up for our "2nd date". And this time i got sunflowers! *super beams* 2 stalks nicely bouquet-ed up. This time he came prepared and i was presented with the flowers as soon as i got into the car. The "date" came to an end when i sneezed on the damn..i mean those super nice!...flowers and my throat felt like it was exploding.
I also learnt another phrase to add to my Singlish collection. The collection now stands at 2, with the first being: Kena Stun! And the second now being: Kangaroo Kena Spotlight Face. Used in a sentence like if someone gives you a very HUH? or DUH?! face: "F you lahh, don't gimme this kinda kangarookenaspotlightface can!!"
