Juicy Fruit. Juicy Couture. Juicy Gossips.
Juicy.
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After escaping from Jen and Karen's well-intended interrogations, I made my way to Sentosa to join XL and rest for some fun under the sun.
Except there was no sun. It even began to drizzle after I changed into my beachwear. Dang dang! Still, we managed to squeeze in a short game before the sky became too dark.
It was amusing to discover how a story could turn out when told by two sources of grapevines. Both the boy and gal had their own versions of how things went. So who was telling the truth, and who was the deluded one? Only the involved parties know. *shrugs*
And it was only over ice-cream, that we discovered how self-absorbed some oddballs could be. Valid excuses for every inexplicable acts they commit. These people are always right, never at fault. The world owes them a living. Hey! Maybe their parents dropped them on their heads when they were kids. Yeah, that must be the reason.
10ish, Karen messaged to ask if I was going down for her birthday drinks at Loof. So off I went.
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Fairly crowded night.
Some people I'd met on previous occasions, and some folks whom I met for the first time, but all with a common goal: to get Karen sloshed. The flaming lamborghini got her eventually. The joyous mood she was in, helped to speed the process up. Happy that it was her birthday, happy with life, happy with work, and most importantly, happily in love...
Happy Birthday, gal! And don't hide behind me. MUAHAHAHA...
Met up with another friend after the Loof. 4 different sessions in the same day. Another personal record.
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