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    Sing, Sing A Song
    Tuesday, March 17 / 02:14
    I was at Gluttons Bay for dinner yesterday and as I expected, there's really no more Ma Bo Laksa. Anyways more importantly, it was a farewell gathering for Irish! No she's not from Ireland(ok stupid, bad, lame, all in one), she's a Philippino, an awesome one I must add. We had the intention of stuffing her with local cuisine, instead we got ourselves stuffed. I felt as if I'm turning into a mammoth, seriously I ate a lot yesterday, from lunch to tea to dinner.

    "Are you not afraid you'd get diabetes or high cholestrol..." I never thought about it that way, I mean, there's too much things going on in my head, or I should say joy, whenever I eat, that such negativity doesn't come to mind. Frankly speaking, I don't know when I exactly enjoy eating so much, I mean yes we eat, but what I meant was eating good food, happy food that makes me happy, majority will be fatty food of coz. One person that can understand this, Seri-o; she likes chicken(irrelevant and random, I know).

    I'm getting a rush of blood to the head already, geddit, geddit?

    As partying plans are cancelled, I wonder what I will be up to this Friday night. If you ask me, I really miss sisha and supper, in other words my regulars. Thankfully tonight's dinner was with Camille, because sometimes I couldn't care less about the boys. Coming up is Frederick aka Nabelo 21st, the theme is annoyingly senseless for a 21st celebration right, but who cares. Yellow yellow, dirty fellow.

    After writting this much, I realised, damn I missed blogging. Somehow my previous entries are pathetic, barely a proper paragraph to read. It's close to 2am, I'm still here. Partly coz I missed being on MSN and partly coz I can afford to accompany the owls a bit longer tonight, I'm on afternoon shift tomorrow.

    Where I am right now, sometimes I do sulk at the silliest things, my sensitive sensor is somehow reactivated. Someone slap some sense out of me, coz really, in reality, we are subconsciously doing the things we don't wanna do. Before this goes on and on, I'll end it here. Goodnight world.