Sunday, July 17
Ah! Was supposed to blog, but since I wasn't home last night...
Saturday was housing-moving day. Imagine me waking up at 7am to meet the housemovers, I mean, Ronghui and YS. Ahh. Cold morning, and I was roused from bed by my alarm, how sad is that? Brought all my stuff, pillows, whatever, whatever, to the hostel. Main aim was to sneak in, dump everything into my room, and sneak out. I cannot afford to be seen by any of the camp leaders. I think they'd just fray me alive for not going for the camp. Oh well.
Came back to Hougang to have breakfast and slack around before I had to meet Huiling and the rest. Argh. Some stupid competition that JY signed us up for, which included us running up and down Orchard Road in a scavenger hunt. I think we were tired out the last part of the game, since after a while, we started to lag behind a few teams. Plus there was a screwup at the last station, so we turned out to be one of the last few to get back to start point. Tiredness plus that major screwup kinda deflated the whole team I guess. Oh well, all's in the name of fun anyway.
Went for steamboat @ Yuki Yaki in Cineleisure. I think I enjoyed the sushi more than the steamboat, but since it was buffet, and the guys were eyeing on the food... Ah. Turns out you can make your own ice-cream. Like cold frying it to become ice-cream. Put flavoured liquid on a cold surface and stir it -- tada, ice cream! You guys will know what I'm talking about if you ever pass by that place. Don't worry, that stupid building forces you to walk past it if you ever want to use the escalator to get up to level 3.
Ended up meeting Ronghui, Guan and the rest of the gang for supper. Not really supper, I was barely there for 15 minutes before Guan whisked me off into a taxi. Yeah. Clubbing. I swear it's my very first time, and I swear I cannot hold my liquor. What, half a glass of vodka ribena and I'm stoned for half the time I'm there. I suck, I know. Unfortunately I like being sucky. Oh well. Met up with Guan's frens, and oh man, her friend can't get his hands off her. Not that I don't know that guy likes sweet ole Guan, but, give it up boy, she's not interested. (And I swear I'm not jealous. Pulease.)
You know clubbing made me realise I can't really dance. Oh well, ain't no surprise. Oh, and there's quite a few eye-candies floating around. Not bad, and they are kinda funny too, when they get high and start puking around the sofa area. Lol. I'm mean, I know I'm mean.
And after that... You'll probably know by now where I'd put up for the night.
Posted by Isabelle at 10:39 pm