After a very satisfying session of potent delish martinis and juicy, tender fillet mignon sandwiches with Rob and his fellow Sumi Jos, it was time for round two with the rest at St James.
Can't believe we haven't hit the clubs for months! It used to be a weekly affair!
Goodness gracious. We had be to be crazy. Or young.
The boys were a barrel of laughs and the girls as always, a joy to be with. Who cares if the club was filled with strange characters. including the lady in red who probably forgot her pants? Buzzed but not sloshed. That's how life should be.
Pardon the small pictures. Our glazed eyes looked kinda bleah.
I figured this phrase stands true: Good from far, far from good. *laughs*
Nine days to departure. Wheeeeeeeeeee~~~
Dang. I just heard the weather's freezing cold.
D: Hahaha... You will mati.
Me: Boohoohoo... I will mati.
Sobz. :(
2 comments:
aiyo never ask me along =(
okok!!! next time i call you, next time you come!!!
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