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Who's too chicken to dance in public ? Who's too chicken to dip bananas in spicy sauce ? Who's too chicken to parade around with their underwear as headwear ? Not me.

Pimp's Night

Since this evening's weather has it's best intentions on drawing me into dreamland again, I'm going to go against it ! By possibly transmitting whatever energy I have left from a little sleep deprivation last night into blogging.

All hail the sacred word that hasn't been heard for a while now !

The past few weeks have been heavy but at least it knocks out a little laziness in me before the finals begin soon enough. So, I'm just going to save the slackish activities to savour during the end-year break. However, I did have a good time once again the last time I was out with my peeps especially for one of them in particular.

It was mah chinese indian attemptful best friend's 16th ! *inside joke*




George the awesomeness let us win free dessert & fried mac n' cheese !


Daniel was just more into the game than Soon's talking about waiting tables at Dave's, haha.


Yes that is actually rice under the shrimp & broccoli, nyummm


Kiru : I'm hotter than that sauce
Shar : Oooh, I like that ;)


Thank you for such a fun night Cindi ! You know we love you ! Eh, when's my salary coming in arh ? haha

Dreamers Get The Best

Go ahead and ask me what my dream is, I would say something silly to make you laugh but deep down inside I would secretly re-question myself ... " What is my dream ? " I want to make my own music, own a restaurant while living on a yacht so I can dive in the ocean for my own fish. Somehow these are the only goals I've developed. If I don't get this I'd pick the other. I'm allowing myself to be exposed to as much of risk I could receive just by being that flexible. If it makes me happy it goes, so lets carry on the legacy normally discovered in History classes of sitting aimlessly by the window to keep dreaming ! There's no rush unless you're forty-five without a job.