it rains in heaven all day long, and i'm miserable up here without you

i lounged around at home till 3+, when i went to bugis to meet ryan and ram to do some weird shit stuff. we ate at KFC, and then i wanted to mosh badly, so i told them to check out gashaus with me, which was empty anyway. then we went to esplanade to check DXO, but there weren't any gigs going on, so we sat around the sg river to talk.

lol, ram's army friends are funny. his squadmate is one blur toot.

officer: remember to press your shirts and iron them! make sure you look neat
[passes by blur toot]
officer: AND YOU, remember to press your shirt.
blur toot: sorry sir, i have no breasts!

and he had to get down to do 20. hahahaha, i laughed like fuck when i heard the story. and there were other weird incidents which made me laugh. and ram talked about ice-cream, which made me crave for some b&j, but apparently, there aren't any in cityhall, so i bought some $1 ice cream to make do, which tasted not-so-nice and i felt fat, and guilty.

then we walked around the esplanade, and went to fullerton, where we checked out "the roof garden" on the fifth floor, and "the swimming pool" (for hotel guests ONLY, enter by card) on the second. i got the best idea of my life, and that is to lose my virginity there. :)

then on, we left fullerton, and walked around raffles' place, near the sg river. we walked around the bars and clubs, and shisha joints. and i know where home club is now, woohoo. home club + moshing next saturday! who's coming?

anyway, we sat around some empty space in raffles, and some dude left his ciggies and lighter. we broke the ciggies and threw them into the grass patch, and played with the lighter. we drank some not-so-potent 7up-bite mixed with absolut vodka. i got a bit sleepy after that, and a bit scared.

i realise i've been drinking pretty frequently, a few times every week. i'm scared my liver will expand and explode or something, but then again, i realise i have nothing to worry about, because i know of people who drink too much, they seem to puke like the merlion, and one day they're gonna develop some kinda disease (i forgot the name) when they get the trembles, and they can't hold things (ozzy osbourne's got it, i think). but i never get quite past the stage of being "too drunk to piss straight". i'll usually get high, and start jumping around. or apparently, sleepy and craving for affection (xomg, this is strangely embarrassing.)

anyway, we finished 2 small bottles of absolut (40%), and strangely, no one got drunk enough to do crazy antics. i was very sleepy, and the people on their stunt bikes were funny. i laughed when they fell, but ryan and i tried to do it as discreetly as possible (which in my case, totally blew our cover. who laughs at a sign that says 'the arcade'?).

anyway, at around 10, we decided to leave. we were all tired and zonked out anyway. quite early lah, compared to previous times.

i feel fat and guilty for snacking on nuts. i shouldn't have eaten that ice cream, and i hate myself for ordering cheese fries.

anyway, i reached home by 11 *claps*. i can't wait for homeclub next week. :) i know this is so loser, but imy and i'm craving for affection now. wtfffff, pretend you didnt see this if you did. :(