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Today vivien and i walked from cck to bukit batok. It freaking took us 1hr, and our walking speed is not even normal speed. We flew. It was ok la, i mean 1hr of laxing walking. BUT NO! It was shuper shuper hot and long! "wow looks like u've saved a lot from walking! how much??" "erm 80cents" ....-.- OK It was a once-in-a-lifetime-experience la, right vivien? This caused us to appreciate the mrt a lil bit more.

Bowling and pool! These 2 games really don't excite me much. Badminton is much better i think. Cos it has more number of letters. *weijian u lame shit.

And when we were going home, there was a jam some whr along the mrt track. And the mrt to marina bay was super full. How full? VERY FULL LOR! So smart lil weini vivien and i took a ride to jurong east and koped some precious seats. SO SO fun to see ppl rushing in at jurong east and fully displaying their kiasu-ism at seats-koping, while the 3 of us shake our legs happily like retards.

I went out with $14, but came home with $0. If kookaburra is my money, then.. Fly, kookaburra fly, kookaburra gay ur life must be. Thanks weini for sending me home if not i'll be groped by banglahs. Or would it be indians?...no diff right

like a WHALE, i'm tiny
weijian