Three Days of Shit.

It's been kinda long since I last blogged (considering the fact that I blog almost EVERYDAY) and I think it has been 3 days. Lost the mood for blogging during these past 3 days.

Sharity Camp was fun and "hot". Wearing the head of the costume is much more worst than wearing the darn Kevlar helmet I used to wear back in the army. Yes I am the freaking mascot, Sharity Elephant. Kids can't wait to hug and punch me. Cause I looked so fat in that.

Kids nowadays are getting smarter. Imagine them asking my friends," who is going to be Sharity Elephant?" Lower Primary kids somemore. But I must admit, they are adorable, really.

After the two-day day camp, went to Gotham Penthouse with Jimmy & Co. There's really a lot of people. In saying so, I meant there's a lot of Indians. And Caucasian females make up the second majority. Booze was cheap, 20 bucks per mini jug of Heineken.

Went for supper at Lavender. Pig's organ soup! And Shirley got to comment SOOOOOOOOOO much on my face. "Seriously you got to do something about your acne."

'Nuff said.

But it was pretty cool talking to them 'cos I was the main entertainer. And obviously, I'm a happy man because my stomach was filled.

Sleep at 7 after a game of "war" in front of my computer and woke up at 1 for a blading session at East Coast Park with NIE friends like Siyi, Lingling, Olivia and Quek. Poor Siyi, doesn't know how to blade. So we were her mentors. You can't imagine how much cold sweat her palms broke out as I helped her along with her "walking-on-blades" beginner stage. *Oops* I don't mean to disclose that. Haha!

Went for a nice dinner at the Food Village with lotsa spicy stuff. Discussed about shopping plans and clubbing trips. But hard to fulfil. I foresee them NOT happening. That's really pessimistic and being a cold blanket. Heck.

And did I say I bruised myself yet another time today? I never fail to bruise myself everytime I blade. But this time round (like the last time), it was an accident. This I swear.

Went home and a big thanks to Quek for driving me back.

Theng asked me for a cycling trip tonight. But it ended up into another supper cum drinking session. Nice booze, nice chatting. And here I am back at home blogging. I want a new mobile phone! Can my brothers get one for me for my upcoming birthday (Nokia 6680 please)?

*Evil grinx*

Thanks ah (in advance). Good night!