last weekend

i went out with the dudes after work and they wore the same grey fox t-shirt. yep, all four of em. total class. i have to admit, as much as i was impressed with their coolness, i was infuriated because i didn't blend in with them. however, since zul is such a gym junkie these days, (dude, you should see how buffed he is now) i managed to convince him to get me that same t-shirt in exchange for my two months left of gym membership so i guess that kinda even out for all of us. haha who's the sucker now, sucker!

walked all the way from far east plaza to newton under the fucking rain and under the same fucking mini retractable qamarul's umbrella to have dinner at the foodcourt where i was a witness to nutcrackers and awesome food. i had tom yam noodles and yo, soo good. just the thought of one right now makes me salivate. ew. true though. yo, you get some prawns and fishcakes on that mofucker and i'll buy three of them and make sure there is a newton tom yam noodle fanpage in facebook. god. put a little more fishcakes and noodles and i'll set up shop and camp outside your doors. fucking delicious i tell you.

and if you think you couldn't get a bigger tastebud erection than that, i completed the wholesome spiciness and awesomeness in a bowl with just a sip of sugarcane drink. i'm a total champ. just sad that no one digs bravery and courage these days.

later ons, all five of us walked all the way from far east to selegie to play cards. $4.25 for a pack of aladdin cards in 7-11? FUCKING INSANE I TELL YOU. sheesh, even that aladdin and his hot chick jasmine would curse and wished for the genie to burn down the whole 7-11 and its entirity if they ever found out that they are using THEIR name and THEIR popularity to sell those goddamned cards. ugh. i get fired up like this usually, just that i take them out on internet porn, football manager and mafia wars so you don't know how i work. ah whatevs..

all i care now is how i've completed getting ALL giodarno round neck t-shirt colours courtesy of again, zul's wallet. ha, i'm the goddamned king of t-shirts now. i challenge every last one of you to match my collection. oh wait, you can't. you can't. bow down, respect.

erm anyways, my friends in the band A SCAR FILLED CITTEHHH is playing cineleisure this friday evening at eight so take a break from being a pussy and come down and punch me in the face. i'll be the one with the t-shirt, berms and nike slippers with the quicksilver sling bag. laterz fuck-o's.