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Thursday, December 08, 2005

+ Bottom's UP!

today's the first day of my gaffer's december leave.. and the team's rather relaxed the entire day. having crazy peeps in the team is darn amusing. laughing all over and pokin fun at each other. and for me, work's a-ok. :) though the best part of today was i had to rush something at the very last minute to arrange for a signing of document after gettin that call from clients. after that more of attending calls from the court, clients, my lovely crazy friends and the guy from pizza hut.

i think i'm sick. i've been following a strict diet as of late. yeah. ok. breakfast: a loaf of bread + one curry puff + 1.5 litres of Evian water. lunch: chicken macaroni soup (*slurp) + avocado juice + bunch of cut fruits or salad + 1.5 litres of Evian. dinner: rice + lizard soup (with chilli padi) + fried earthworms + 5 glasses of water.

NICE~

later after work, i met up with D. and we head down to coffee bean along boat quay. while the lost princesses were seen sipping the latte and 2 cups of water (looks at D).. all of a sudden rays of light were seen flashing from all angles. we panicked! we freaked! i almost fall of my seat! then suddenly, something so magical! so extraordinaire! so! so! hawwt appeared through those doors. "ohh.. my.... God...." i muttered. the radio in my head's blasting:

"Sex BOMB Sex BOMB! You're my sex BOMB!!"

yup. as expected, the two goons smiled to themselves like 2 goats high on weed. boy, wasnt that a wonderful feelin, D?? haha..

oh well. moving on....

we then head home half past 7. the moment i step foot in my house, i know i had something urgent to attend to. i sprinted to the room... grabbed the towel, with my eyeballs out and my hands firmly gripping my smashing parts, i dashed to the toilet.

it was a close fight! yes it was. but i win hands down.. :) yes... i landed smoothly on that toilet seat with no bumps.. then my radio played a familiar tune.

"What a feeling! bein's believin'! I can't have it all, now I'm dancin' for my life...
Take your passion, and make it happen! Pictures come alive, you can dance right through your life.."

uh-huh. the soundtrack from the movie Flashdance. Great song.