The Ripped Soul

Went out with the gang last night. Debal, Hanwei, Chor Hong, Nadz, Ayu, Ria, Joce and muah. Planned to watch a movie... but there were a number of disagreements here and there. Sickening.

"Lets watch Rocky Balboa! DING DING DING!"
"dowaaan laaaa.. so violent. then its those kind of inspirational show.. so lame."
"ok.. lets watch hannibal rising."
"what's it about?"
"don't know? just watch la!"
"er.. nono. let's watch pursuit of happyness!"
"yaya!! let's watch that show!"
"siao.. don't want la.. lets watch... ..."

By the time everyone was done with the "what show should we watch" and "nono, lets watch this" .....it was 8. Want to buy tickets for an early movie also TOO late. Clowns. Then someone suggested going to the bloody arcade. Thanks ar.. like as if going there 2 times in the afternoon ain't 'nuff.

So then we hung around town, played pool - which I unbelievably lost to EVERYONE except Deb. Stress man.. don't touch the cue and the balls for a year and I suck already. Tsk.

Played with Joyce : 2 balls left.
Played with HW: 4 balls left.
Played with ChorHong: 3 balls left.
Played with Deb: SCORE! ..okay, we were both fighting for the black ball. But I won!

...The leftovers *cough*Nadz and Ria*cough* were gossiping nonstop all the night through. Ask them to play, they gave all sorts of funny excuses. They wouldn't even TRY to hit the ball! Tsk.

Then we had supper at Macs before going back home. Supper was fun. Remember joking at the table about school and the like.

"EH! GOT SCHOOL TOMORROW! MUST GO HOME EARLY LA!"

And my favourite; we were joking about teachers.

me: eh nadz. did you do Mr KSW's homework?
nadz: eh! mr kooo... i miss him.
deb: why you miss mrku?
me: cos she likes him..
nadz: ya, like how jess likes mr maaaaani!
me: HAHA mr maaaani.. ya him and his sexy moustache.. wads not to like? so big and dark and handsome.. and especially when he says "eh! YOU! behave..."

The entire table erupts.

I swear to God, Nadz choked on her coke when I finished saying that.. and poor girl ended up tearing.

So then after that, we planned about more outings to come [like the one to WWW... and somebody better not cancel this time around...] and then left. Deb and I walked Nadz back to her place behind LP.. [OMG SO COOL! I SAW HOUSES BEHIND A SHOPPING CTR FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE!] ..while telling her ghost stories of pontianaks and dead children haunting corridors before WE got lost at Cairnhill rd. Almost walked in the wrong direction! Deb looked at me and said "EH, I WAS FOLLOWING YOU MAN! I THOUGHT YOU KNEW WHERE YOU WERE WALKING!" Thank heavens I saw Swensens. So I DID know where I was walking. Lol.

Took whatever bus I saw with him and we talked all through the journey. Telling me about his country and how its so corrupted.. and tough it is to be a gurkha there. And how tough it is to get PR here in Sg. Suggested the idea about marrying a Singapore girl, but even that idea doesn't work according to one scenario that happened in the camp. To which he nicely replied "why? would you let me marry you jess?" Hurr. Joker.

Saw him off, got home, got a scolding from mom and Steve was meowing nonstop as if asking me about my day and where did I go for 9 hours. And my mom told me he was trying to commit suicide.

How?

He climbed up all the way to the top of the toilet window and attempted to open the flap to which he failed cos he was heavy and couldn't balance himself.

Tsktsktsk.. Steve, Steve..

Now because of that, I have to mesh up all the windows and gaps in the house. What a cat.