Last Friday night, we went to The Loft KL for the FHM party. But the MOST interesting part was how we got there. Daryl and I took the bus up to KL to rendezvous with Yong and Kochi at Yong's office near KLCC. Prior to this, Yong wrote us a very descriptive email giving us precise directions as to how to reach his office. We followed the directions to the letter and did not get lost.
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*Yawnz* SEE DAMN BORING RIGHT??!! Told you getting lost will have more blog material!Haiz. It wasn't the only bad advice I got from Yong this week. He told me to sell William Gallas in Fantasy Football. AND THAT GUY SCORED!!! !!@@##?? Liverpool lose somemore. Aih. I really thought they would of won 5-0 or something since Zhou has officially stopped supporting them. Haiz.
The loser (First on the right).
We got free drinks, a goodies bag, and considering that the cost was virtually zero, we walked away with a net profit. But overall I didn't have a completely satisfying experience. I have always believed that one cannot criticize or judge something that he/she has not experienced/done before. So having gone to clubbing, I can say with absolute certainty that it is not for me. Evidently some people were enjoying themselves (we all know who), oh and once again sorry for that tiny mistake ya! You got back at me with Gallas anyway =.= Anyway I really did enjoy most of the music that was played there, but for the most part I was just sitting down and looking around at other people enjoying themselves. Amidst all the fun, dancing, cheering, shouting I couldn't help but think how lonely I really was. After Yong ditched us to go VIP section, I was left with the already-attached trio, who had their hands tied. Fortunately I was preoccupied with Daryl's hilarious dance moves which really made me LOL (thx buddy, really needed it), nevertheless slowly but surely I was thinking about You-Know-Who again, just wondering what she was doing, and whether she was having a good time somewhere else.
The next day after returning to Melaka, I had to go back to the office and work. By night, I was extremely exhausted and knocked out pretty early. That night I had a dream. A really really really GOOD dream. In fact it was TOO awesome. Because ever since that dream, I have had trouble sleeping. I spent the early hours of the morning just walking up and down in my room. I just couldn't lie down still and its not funny when you have to wake up at 6am to work like this:
See how much I have aged?The next day after returning to Melaka, I had to go back to the office and work. By night, I was extremely exhausted and knocked out pretty early. That night I had a dream. A really really really GOOD dream. In fact it was TOO awesome. Because ever since that dream, I have had trouble sleeping. I spent the early hours of the morning just walking up and down in my room. I just couldn't lie down still and its not funny when you have to wake up at 6am to work like this:
Ok thats just my colleague. But that COULD be me very soon. So what do you do in a situation like this? Once again I tried some stupid things but to no avail. So I fall back on my anti-depression protocol.
Watch Friends:
Watch Friends:
I'll be there for You.
It has always been there for me. This is perhaps my all-time favourite TV series show. But unfortunately, even such a great series like this loses its effect after the countless reruns in the past 3 years. I really need to find a replacement to this as I am starting to feel the effect of its diminishing returns. And I think I have....well kinda...=.=
Watch the Gee-Gee video:
Gee gee gee gee gee.
Courtesy of DJslim. Love it or loathe it. This is a music video featuring a bunch of full-grown ladies trying to act cute. Add that to a repetitive song that is both likable and annoying in equal measure. However it does grow on you and in my time of need, it has surprisingly helped. If you are very curious or skeptical about it, then please turn off your mobile phones, pagers and sense of shame and watch this video at least 10 times.
More in the next post. Stay tuned.