Okay, I know it’s surprising that I am blogging again, less than one week after my last entry. (for those who read up often, they know the duration in between each entry spans out at least 1 month or 2 HAHA) Ok, not surprisingly Italy won, not surprisingly Materazzi got a nice gift from Zidane bald egg shaped head and surprisingly, I didn’t lay a single bet in this world cup! I’m good. Haha.
I’m currently at work and it seems that Federal Express pays me $1500 a month to just sit in the office and blog, that’s rad. So I assume today is going to be a bad day because the P-Scan system which we use to encode shipments is down, there is no manual tracker in the office yet and lastly, I’m alone and I will have to potentially write down 300 packages manually on a piece of paper. Great. But seriously, I’m very tired of working, especially when its at Paya Lebar, like 18 Mrt stops away from my house which is in Sembawang, and most of the time, I have to do a ala Sir Stamford Raffles all the way to Paya Lebar. And unfortunately, I’m charged the same fares as adult, so everyday, Transport, Taxi Fare, Food, Misc will make me poorer by at least 30 to 40 buckeroos. I need to unleash my ultimate Shakesphere play acting to my mum and see if she’ll ask me not to work, and continue giving me allowance like the good old secondary school days. HAHA, God I suck.
Jamming practice will be this evening with the guys in preparation for the Gig at RG which is on the 19th and we’re still under prepared and most of the guys are hoping to do a re-enactment of SAC where we’re under prepared, but we still rocked out anyway. But however, I think we’ll probably make a fool of ourselves this time because we’re alloted a whopping 2 hours for the gig. Which means we will have to play up to 10 songs. Thats roadrunner standard. Very rad. And I contemplated that I will probably sound like George Clooney after singing for 2 hours, Jonathan will look like Kurt cobian, Jeremy will have warts up his ass, Adeline will have deformed fingers and Cyn will probably head back to Hong Kong. HAHA. Anyway, I hope this gig will be good. For those who would like to come for this concert, please, please, drop me a message on my msn, I’ll gladly pass you the details.
So Cynthia’s birthday is this 15th, we’ll probably be clubbing but she hasn’t gave me a single detail, and so I’ll probably say ‘fuck, okay’ if she were to tell me last minute, or she’ll probably switch on her web cam and show me how mini is wanking with a piece of hamster food. HAHA, and! Most importantly, the date, on anyone’s calender really, the most important thing, which falls on the 21st. MY BIRTHDAY. Ok stupid, period. Most probably I will STILL spend it clubbing with the guys so anyone, again, who is interested, drop me a message on my msn. The more the better. Most probably it’ll be at Zouk/Phuture, and most probably we’ll once again, see Roy’s amazing ability to down a Graveyard within 5 seconds, we’ll see Desmond trying to get fresh of every single girl on the dance floor and we’ll see Kelvin doing a Shakira. HAHA.
Okay I’m done here, it’s lunch time.