mambo last night was so disgustingly crowded. if theres one thing i hate more than crappy music, its having to squeeze with a million other people. human traffic was so bad that i didnt even manage to get a foot into phuture. its a big deal if you take into account the fact that in my whole history of zouking, this is the FIRST time i havent managed to enter phuture.

but it wasnt all bad. company was very good and drinks were aplenty plus the music was fantabulastic. certain people made the night very interesting as well. a certain friend of mine was trying to hit on one of the girls and another person whom we suspected of being gay is not so much of a suspect anymore, he really IS gay.

so for those who are still in the dark, i am leaving for melbourne tmr. and if your wondering how come we can take leave, its something called an entitlement. being in national service doesnt mean you have to sell your soul to the government you know.

brandon just sent me a message containing words such as "anus" "sexytime" and "hanging loose like mouth of tired dog". too much alcohol combined with the presence of gay men does this to you. lucky for me, my "boss" was around. =)

omfg, my last post didnt manifest. and since im too lazy to regurgitate what i wrote, ill come up with some orginal material.

so i think tomorrow has sentosa fitted in somewhere in the afternoon. but if you ask me, a bunch of rowdy and horny army boys (myself not included of course) and a beach full of civilians do not go very well together. we'll see how it goes tomorrow. =|

krispy kreme anyone? if you wish to place orders, please do so fast. before hand space runs out due to excessive levels of shopping.

and have i mentioned how chloe is such a darling?



you have stolen my heart.