RDA

rod brought it up today during our plant-our-ass-on-every-couch trip to ikea today. was fun. convinced him that avacado juice is good, and that armbandwallets are good to haves so he should try to earn himself one soon.

anyhoo..

he told me how he used to do it back in secondary school. reminded me of the time when christine was telling me about it when she was telling me about the doggie therapy thing they do at hospitals. girlie, they do get to ride horsies too! he got me psyched up about it. haha! i seem to wanna do everything these days. post exam syndromes, i swear.

so there. 'jay morgan freeman' picked us up from queensway. he was crazily high. but it was nice seeing him so happy. to have graduated and RODed at the same time, i could understand his joy. i should drag him to swim soon. or biking, so he claims. if not we'd be seeing 3-5 jays very soon. my cute little ..uh, not so little, fishball friend. haha.

ben just left for phuket. no, im not rejoicing. we made up so its all good now. even fulfilled my annual routine of packing for him for his scc thailand tour. though it seemed more of flinging and shoving boxers into his crumpler as compared to previous years of neat folds and such. haha. one can only get lazier, aye?

exams are finally over and done with. there are way too many things to accomplish by june. hope camp instructing starts soon so id have some income. hate being broke. the woes of being a student. a poor one that is. gracies been pushing me to coach her RM swimming. like whoa, what if i say the wrong thing, she'll sue me for 20million dollars. haha! citigroup ladies are scary. then again, if i were to coach her, and coach her well, maybe she'd offer me 20million. hu hur. sounds like a wonderful plan gloria ngoi. haha!

hope ben would join me though i doubt he'd be able to move after his op on the 17th. almost offered to pay for half his diving trip (if he were to go with me) as his belated bday present but realised he'd be a cripple by then. lame. yes lame, ben the lame man yeah. hahah.

i so need sleep. all forms of logic are telling me that, but my eyes refuse to succumb to slumber. bleah. jay's evil plans of waking me at 730am might actually come true. though it wouldnt technically be correct. haha, whatever. ive got a job interview per se, with some random 'john (urgh, not again, starting to hate that name) dude who left a msg on my friendster seeking part time events/marketing exec. he seems suspiciously insistent. dodgy. better remember to bring my tazer. hur hur. and pepper, no, insecticide spray (for a lack of one), in case he gets pesty. haha.

then ive got gym with faith. then blood donation with roddy, yummy claypot date with outram aunty at 7pm (haha!) and spidey! yes spidey! i love big group movie outings. which reminds me, i havent booked. hur hur, 13 people. great!

its almost 6. im starving. :( but everytime i think of food, id think of yummy cakes at safra, then id think of swimming at safra, then itll remind me of the disgusting hairy loose-swimming-trunks dude lying next to me at the pool today, trying to get a tan. urgh. ew. it wasnt intentional! trunks were so loose, i could see turfs of hair sticking out. it was way too disgusting. why do i keep getting myself into such situations. like the mba china dude i walked in on while he was taking a dump. like heleleoeleoloeloeoeooeoeooooo! its freaking singapore, you kinda HAVE to close why you shit. not province of china. rah! fine, my bad for using the guys toilet. but ew man! thats just gross.

i wanna swim later again. need to soak up the soleil. haha! yayy..! :)