Went down to town with Tommy and Jt to meet Nigg and Sharon on Wednesday night.
WTFuck.
I was told that we were going to eat steamboat so I dressed like really sloppy.
In the end, we went to eat at FEP and went down to Arena.
It's like... WHAT?!
What's more. GREAT. It's Ladies Night.
I looked like a freaking pariah amidst all the chio girls.
What "Jig jag jig jag" (Totally hate this language FYI)
MY FOOT!!
I ended up holding on to my dear tube for the god damn night.
Well, luckily it was a short night and we left at around idk, 2 plus?
Okay. Everyone else blogged on
Jt's birthday already except me.
I guess I shouldn't lose out.
Look. Totally hate group photos.
It's almost like you'll need a microscope to see the faces.
Uh-huh! This is a hell lot better.
Say hello to 4.5 litres of misery
Mr Birthday-Boy
or rather Mr Friend-of-Birthday-Boy
(Yup. That's you. zL)
I find this photo totally hilarious.
Look at the number of irrelevant hand signs.
HAHA.
Why the skeptical face, Jt?
No doubts, that's your big knock-out.
I can see your feeble attempt to defame me, my dear.
Aww. I'm afraid it's a drastic failure this time round.
But don't give up.
Every dog has its day .
Big time energizer bunnies on da dance floor/stage..
Siao.
Nice bangs, zL.
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