[::..it's over. over. overrrrrrrrrrr..::]
[::..it's over. over. overrrrrrrrrrr..::]
The exam's finally over, after 2-3 long weeks of slogging, and i really mean SLOGGING. But it was nice, working hard and playing hard with my classmates before and after the papers.
We went all the way to Geylang for its frog leg porridge, which was nicee but joycie detests it as much as i loathe cheese. "You don't know what you're missing out man!" is the familiar phrase that rings whenever i give a oh-please-get-far-far-away-from-me look while my classmates indulge in icky yucky cheesy food. It was my first time in Geylang. Heard of its legendary food but didn't really bother to go all the way down for them. Actually shan and I wanted to walk around and look out for prostitutes lurking around in the dark lanes of the red-light districts. Was quite stunned when Jamez, Ric and HP announced to us that the male prostitutes will anyhow touch us if we were to walk past. Hahaa.. maybe i'm innocent after all! HAHA! We were touring around in han's car when i caught sight of a whole line of women, waiting for potential clients to come knocking on their doors or simply catching anyone nearby. Hmm.. Wouldn't the world be a better place if there's no prostitutes, no STDs, no nothing. but i reckon men would still nie hua re cao with other willing parties out there. Hence, i shall not ostracize the prostitutes.
Went to clarke quay again for a drink, this time round, at asylum. The seat was quite uncomfortable so i made myself very much at home by sitting on the floor. hahaa we were in fully-relaxtion mode, talked cock while we played jenga and bingo. Made quite a bit of noise but who cares. The irritating thing was, @!*&*%^#%@#^@. Censored. hahaa i shall not mention it on my blog. Nothing to do with anyone present though.
<__i'm // who i am* . > - 9:25 PM