i was listening to class95 while walking to the pool today.
a ghost walks into a bar, goes over to the bar and tells the bartender:
"i'd like some whiskey."
the bartender turns to him and says:
"i'm sorry, but we don't serve spirits over here."
wah laus. super lame.


i'm sitting in my cosy room drinking warm porridge made by my mum. mmmm... i feel loved today. :D

while others dressed up with painted faces, costumes, music, dance and booze, us four decided to go cycling. woohooooooooo.

we cycled from east coast to changi village for nasi lemak and trans viewage then back to east coast again. halfway through there was a thunder storm and ooooomg it was freezing with the rain hitting against my skin and the breeze blowing against me. BOOO HOOOOOO.

pit stop at the toilet near safra resort chalets to dry ourselves out. hand dryers come in handy on occasions like this! (: then it was a power ride all the way down to mac's at the other end of east coast park cause we didn't wanna get caught in the next shower.

almost 6 hours of cycling. my thighs and knees and calves are aching like crazy, not to mention my ass. i can barely walk OR sit. this is goood work out i say.