glor anDrew

ive been so busy the past few weeks i havent had much time to myself to rant and blog. though i wouldnt complain about the time i spent meeting up with old friends/family. so it aint all that bad.

so who's drew?

last week, my cousin from perth dropped by singapore again after his long backpacking trip to china. what the hell is with china. everyones leaving for china. i should too! i should rid the 'made in china' mentality and get my ass down to check it out. i should relent and abide by my "dont be too quick to judge" theory that i practically never stick with. its hard being bitchy yet impartial at the same time. they just dont go well hand in hand.

so andrew was here. we had a hell of a time. at least i did. and im sure he did too. all thanks to my darlings who did most of the entertainment for me. i love how everyone has the whole, aye! he's gloria's cousin, we should love him too' type attitude. cool man, you guys. love you way beyond the last drop of submarine. hur hur.

i mean, if i were to travel to a tiny island like singapore, say like thrice in 2 years. and have practically seen it all. even done touristy stuff alone, and with family. the best itinery lined up next should be to live it out as a singaporean, no? i would second that anytime. the whole, stay with a local, eat/drink like a local, breathe like a local, party like a local, piss like a local. who can deny that it beats visiting images of singapore or butterfly park again and again. no offense to you sentosa management people. you do have impressive attractions, but an overdose might kill.

so we had a hell load of bai nianing. not too bad a deal i must say; stick with the cousin and collect angbaos. AND, you'd even get to use the cousin as a shield to fend off inquisitive aunties. further more, he didnt even have to take a bus! hahaha, i should have bugged him to drive instead. hur. the gambling, poker, the whiskey and man, clubbing. he should have stuck around longer. even after double o when we popped by st. james. i guess MOS with his friend shaun wasnt all that bad either. oh andrew...

sent him off on sunday. strangely, he is one of the cousins ive hung out with the least, yet probably have the most memories of. the mr bean pjs, max, the basketball sessions in his backyard, perth, ridiculous amounts of sonic, his karate classes his mom used to drag him to. and the only cousin ive gone gambling/drinking/clubbing with to date. all the evil vices. haha. nice.

oh andrew, and if ure not coming back soon, im going over to haunt you. hur hur.....