yay just got home from fps cum gathering... haha must quickly blog before i forget everything ^^"
hmm lets see, i woke up at 7:00 in order to leave at 7:30 in order to be at bukit batok station at 8:30
did some pondering on the looooong trip there
got there 10 minutes early but at least daryl and kenny were there, then ian was coming but he sent me a message that was supposed to go to daryl then denied it and called me a retard -.-
had breakfast at mac's where i increase the amount of money i owe people, and a mini saga was started right her in mac's cause ian bought a happy meal and got a toy... more on that later
had a very squishy but entertaining journey to mr azmi's house as we all scream whenever mr azmi hits a bump and we fear for the spillage of our hot drinks....
mr azmi lives in a mat enclave... its true! there were like dunno how many mats on the train from jurong east to bukit batok and ALL of them got off....
and to cap it all off, taufik lives there... nuff said
fps meeting initially successful cause everyone was SOMEWHAT on task and i was just extraing around cause chong wee and harrison daoed us all and refused to show up
then i went grocery shopping with mr azmi to leave the foursome alone to do their stuff ^^
mr azmi kept calling me useless even though i was lugging the heavy shopping basket around with a WATERMELON INSIDE.... sheesh. mr azmi invites tim along
get back and help mr azmi chop some stuff to prepare for the GRANDE LUNCH
then got sent down to bring timtam and yakult to the fps pple. stupid bring down food then get insulted... sheesh. so i pmsed and went back up then i got sent back down
i ate like half the timtams and two bottles of yakult... FINE one and a half bottles of yakult cause i exploded the first bottle with a very nice squelching sound but i dirtied my phone
then i went to the other side of the function room to lie down and sms daryl nonsense. then sean comes alog with ian's toy and STAMPS my leg and like kopes my shoe in the process and puts it on the stairway to heaven where you go to by turning right then turning left then turning right then turning left.... lol
i get stamped on like five different places when i decided to go back to the other half of the room
went back up to help mr azmi chop up more stuff...
went back down when the time limit for the fps pple was up... got carried away again as usual... mr azmi comes down to meet us
then this weird security guard with weird teeth and looks like a caveman comes along and basically tells us to piss off
so we piss off and mr azmi owes us like 200 pushups for saying that he was stupid TWICE
*ok i shall go post this now for fear that my comp will screw up and all will be lost*
hmm then we went up back to mr azmi's house to let the fps pple so called continue their fps... got carried away by the comp
sheesh how can you people take so long to manage sk?!
tim arrived
cant really remember what was going on except that there was slime volleyball and soccer slime madness and so sad that we only had a classical guitar to play around with... oh and i used mr azmi's comp speakers to hook up to my zen
had a really crappy sms convo
lunch was... very nice but too much
blah the garlic bread was nice but i think i put too much chilli sauce in the hamburger and i drank too much root beer and got really BLOATED.. sinsin chilli sauce is like 5 times spicier than normal chilli sauce
if you take too much chilli you will kill your tastebuds and will be unable to eat anything after that without triggering the spicy taste again.... and i also learned that drinking root beer to help aid spiciness DOESNT WORK AND MAKES IT WORSE
too bad i had no stomach left for the main course... SORRY SIR! NEXT TIME I'LL TRY MY BEST TO EAT YOUR FOOD without being bloated and full....
continue soccer slime madness
then we all go off from mr azmi's house to drop off at tiong bahru plaza to let daryl, ian, kenny and tim go watch sw episode three... i would have gone but it would just be wasting too much money AHAHAH
went home myself, suddenly had and overwash of sianness... must be sth to do with my handphone wallpaper ahah
walked back from kembangan mrt station with mashed potato and a slurpee and my zen
sheesh just cause one walks around with earphones doesnt make him poser?! dunno cause yesterday a certain retard called me a poser FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE
"eric= person who cant pose for nuts"
uhh wth? so like posing properly is like respected or sth? stupid shit lah
btw that was the moron who kicked my guitar with a basket ball and said he didnt see it and that he was "just putting the ball back in the original place" when he actually took it from SOMEWHERE ELSE
oh well it was a great day anyways ^^"
