Of drinking, dancing and d*ckheads...

Thursday
Dragonfly. Drink. Lots. Had the most tak-glam task of carrying someone back home. And the someone is not a gal. Damn.

Saturday
Went to MOS, then Zouk. Still cannot understand nor dance to the music at Zouk on weekends. Camped at Phuture till the lights came on. Supper-ed till the wee hours of the morning.

Sunday
Played soccer with the worst bunch of dicks I've ever met. Xw da veggie monster got scythed down by a fat piece of lard = red card = dickheads got pissed = almost 'mass orgy' = match cancelled. Confessed that I lost my cool and almost sank to their level. 'Good career'. Surprise of the day: Yz ala Snake was one of the peacemaker = Pigs were flying. Dinner then mahjong(again!)

Monday
Just woke up, checked my mail and decided to blog this.