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Monday, September 29, 2008

Let's groove tonight.
Thursday,

Work.

Friday,
Happy 20th Birthday Wendy!
Work.

Saturday,
Happy 3rd month anniversary.
Work.
Dinner-ed with mom, sister and brother at foodstreet while dad was drinking wine and watching the qualifying rounds at the F1 race. So after the Michael Phelps season is over, now the attention is turned towards Lewis Hamilton, sister's craze over them.
Night falls in, went to Frank's place for more dinner and wine. Impromptu clubbing at Ministry of Sound with Priscilla and Leah, i wasn't clad in the attire so no eye candies for the night, boyfriend must be so happy.

Sunday,
I missed the breakfast and lunch hours, in bed for 14hours, deep sleep. When i woke up at 7pm, partly because of the growling stomach, i had a 3 in 1 dinner. Pita from breakfast, fan choy from lunch and packed rice for dinner. Funny thing, with so much of sleep, i still feel lethargic, it's like i don't even wanna move an inch of my butt.

Monday,
Another couch potato day at home, i somehow reckon that it's my hibernating period where i lay dead on the bed, under those comfy comforters. I'm gonna fight my enemies, the last battle is certainly the tough one despite all the Ninpos and dragon swords. Die bitch, die!

Let this groove, get you to move, it's alright, alright
Let this groove, set in your shoes, stand up, alright
Tell the DJ to play your favorite tune, then you know it's okay
What you found is happiness, now