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Thursday, June 24, 2010; ( 10:58 PM )

IM BACK FROM THE OMG-WTF-BBQ CHALET.
OMG-WTF-BBQ CHALET.
YES.
OMG-WTF-BBQ CHALET.

I think these 3 words are the best words to sum up the chalet. 17 turning up for the barbeque was already more than expected and i think bbq was one of the best that i ever had. Even though i told boon i did not want to cook at all, still helped out in the end, it feels weird to sit there and everybody's doing something, so yeap :D.
I think the laughter that night was awesome much. I wasn't expecting that, at all.
After Miss khiew left, circle of death with 3 packs of cards in total then played poker for awhile before we started mahjong-ing all the way until like 3.30am when sharan's friend came to ask us to not make so much noise. Damn it.
Mac breakfast, talk about all the random stuff on Earth, then cab home to bath and sleep for awhile before going back later.
That sums up the BBQ part of the chalet.

When i reached the second day, max and boon learnt how to play mahjong already. When arnold came, banana taught him how to play mahjong. Wai hoong came, leonard taught him. Like wah, everybody ended up knowing how to play in the end. Awesome much.
We spent, 60bucks at the arcade. Amazing, we still left 20+dollars inside i think before rushing down to get our bicycles.
Midnight cycling was tiring.
It feels as if my ass was being split apart, screwdrivers being screwed into both of my hands and something heavy is sitting on my lap. Damn it's aching. But for the amount of fun i had, that ache is nothing.
One end of pasir ris park to the other, then to bedok reservior and back. We rode like, 20km like that alr.

4 AM 4 TAI MAHJONG.
Wah, this was epic. It felt that the 4tai was the longest game ever and surprisingly there wasn't any game over at all. But seriously, forming the tai's and everything, when you look at the other 3 players have at least 2 tai and u have none. I felt so screwed that time. Mahjong till about 7+ then packed up and WANTED to return the bikes.
Reached there, the shop opened at 1030am. Like wah, we were that at 0830.

Went to cycle around, then somehow or rather ended up sitting by the breakwaters with banana gayshit hp and aaron. Jac came later. I can still remember what we share this morning. Amazing, and why couldn't i do that for my studies. Gahhh.
& that made me realize, we all have unique lives of our own. I really like listening to other people's stories. There's always something to learn from each other, always. Dun ever freaking reject that absolute word.

After we returned, we did something seriously crazy that normal people wun do. We went to have lunch then went arcade to finish up the 20+ dollars. Like WTF ?! Ton for almost 24hours including night cycling and mahjong etc etc, then go play arcade. When we close our eyes for like 5seconds, we can just go to sleep alr. That's how tired we were alright.

That sums it up and in the future when i re-read my posts, this will definitely be one of those that bring back LOTS of memories.

Night cycling is fun. I like it, because i can somehow sort the thoughts in my mind when i cycle at night. Probably because it had to be the wind blowing directly at me in my face when i ride. The wind, the waves, the sky, it can really clear all the worries that i have and focus on the thoughts in my mind.
I've thought through alot this early early morning. After listening to some stories being shared during the bbq session, i ought to take life a little bit more seriously. If tomorrow was the day that (touch wood) you leave this world, what will your biggest regret be. I bet all of us have many unfinished things and things we are still hoping that will happen. But what's worst, is when mutually we know what it is, but never bothered to say and thus, a lifelong regret.

It's funny how simple words like appreciation & thinking before talking slip pass my mind even though i make the conscious effort to exhibit it. I guess the word fun overpowers these simple things we should remember. Fun is a dangerous word, but without fun, omg, i dunno how i will ever continue living.

My body clock is screwed. My eyes are droopy but my brain's wide awake. Poor coordination. Toooot.

It's like deejavu

Byee ;D



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