omg. the maid zhao-ed. what the heck?! this morning as i left the house for breakfast with 4b ppl at pp i realized the gate was unlocked n ajar. i went to the back to find the maid. dammit, she wasn't anywhere! her bags n everything she took with her... except her passport - its still with mum. crazy maid... we never even hit her nor even scolded her- she was just homesick. wth man. lucky she's not a 18-yr-old singaporean male liable for bmt. confirm kena recourse.

went to chevrons again with john jj n jiayuan. i was abit shocked when my baileys irish cream 'on the rocks' came. for 6 SGD, i got like what, 10 ml of stuff to drink, excluding the ice. n i thot cappucino was ex enough! all i can say is tt it was easy on my tongue, difficult on my throat, and im not ordering it again unless its free.

i recently got an oldie stuck in my head. originally by the Bee Gees, resung by Faith No More.

I Started A Joke


met desiree the other day at tanah merah n saw yz after we had some balls 'n' chicks (quote) with lynette at ikea yest. sigh.. all the girls either have already started uni or are starting soon... n us guys still have to bear with another yr plus of ns. i wont say its irrelevant or useless cuz i know that statement can be easily challenged. i'd say its something i (we) Don't really Like nor Want. esp at an age like 19.

flamboyant National Day is arriving. how i long to be part of the audience again... esp this year. but unfortunately that has yet to be since eons ago.