that unforgettable feeling

The workload this week has calmed down. As much as i love the calmness, i also hate the boredom as no one has the time to sit down for a cuppa with me, and dread the thought of having to work doubly hard to make up for a quiet week.

I've been contemplating going to IntegraSg trackday at Sepang. Mainly cos i expected myself to be in Beijing now... and that work trip is still pending. Secondly, i don't have my ride to drive. And of cos the unpredictability of work makes decisions even harder.

But i am glad i did go. Last minute decision from a me that i lost along the way. I love the impromptu-ness and the last minute decision on such stuff. I managed to taxi with Cheng. Props to him for that. And it made me remember why i absolutely love driving. Omg, i wanted so much to just drive then, it's that unforgettable feeling of sheer exhileration, despite the fact i was perspiring from the heat at Sepang. My thoughts on his car are that it rolls like a dream, very predictable understeering and there's good enough power around it for a NA ride. I like the way it's set up. Our drive styles are different, so i had my lil' grumbles, but all's good.

So now the weekend is here. I can't believe i slept before 1am on Friday night... when i receive too many calls beckoning me down to Zouk, which of course I did not succumb to that, and figured my bed is way comfy, and of cos, being in jammies is the best feeling ever.

Have a good weekend...
Cheers & XoXo,
Evielicious

seeking validation from others?

Did anyone read Sumiko Tan's article in Sunday Times' Life section titled Me Myself and I this past weekend? And how she talked about not depending on others to make yourself happy and the seeking of validation from others? And to seek happiness from yourself alone?

I sat down on the cold rainy Sunday afternoon and pondered whether i've constantly seeked validation of my existence : how many people really loved me or adored the ground i walk on. I often and still do tell people that they must love me. And i know everyone loves me. And i go around telling people that i know they love me. Is that a sign of the needyness of validation?

At the end of the day, i know it doesn't matter to me who loves me. We all need friends. As the article mentions (if i recall correctly) that "good quality relationships are vital to one's well being, very alike to vitamins helping us through tough times and sustaining us daily". But that school of thought is also challenged with the need to decipher between toxic relationships from the non-toxic ones. Perhaps one day i should sit and ponder who deserves my time / my love / my affections a lil' more than others.

Angie my bestie has said that her new year's resolution is to simplify, to get rid of the toxics in her life, and spend time with people who matters most. The thing i question is how do you know if the person matters most and how this person can be made a good friend, when all of us started out as Hi-Bye friends, and only churn out meaningful great fantastic friendships through time and test? I think i'll stick to my usual routine of knowing more people.

So the need to seek validation from others, in my opinion, is found within ourselves, whether we really choose to embrace it or ignore it. Everyone knows if you do not care about me, you're probably not worth my time. But when you have chose relationships that you have thought to matter to you, you have to set yourself up for disappointment, and sometimes it gets so hard to walk away. Like Paula DeAnda sings "i think about it everyday, it gets so hard to walk away... i will remember you...".

For now, i guess to live & let live, as i always say. I may shout to the world that i know everyone loves me, but i know i don't really care at the end of the day whether everyone does, cos i know i got me myself and i. And of cos, some friends whom i know who's always got my back, rain or shine. And that's all that matters.

Or perhaps you should just move to Boston, where no one knows your name....

arrival of the princess party diary

As much as i like to brag how i absolutely have no jetlag, everyone but me know it's bullocks. I pretty much slept from 10pm to 8am on the 1st day i touched down. But that's due to the fact i haven't touch a flat bed for some time. How does 32 hours sound? Not everyone has the luxury to fly business class or even first class.

On the 2nd day which so happens to be a Wednesday, that marks the start of the princess' party diary. The boys were obviously disappointed at my return, though i think they are very elated. I didn't put on weight, so they say,... till they checked my butt out. Then they went "woohoo, much bigger", and wonders whether i can balance a pen right at the buttcheek area. Hahaha... So anyways, we went off to Bala for our rounds of drink. And it's just been a fantastic night just listening to what they talk about, and did throughout the time i was away. Then a friend of theirs showed up, and she knew me... back from PL days. So the night continued with meeting more PL girls thereafter at zouk, all by chance. OMG. I don't even want to talk about that further. I did meet with Wenxiong and Jeannie and Angie, who were a comforting sight, i miss them... It was a fantastic night, i made do with very little sleep before i started my thursday....

Thursday was a slow night... Angie and me made a date with Eugene (our sydney-residing friend) to catch up over some coffee, on that cold wet night. It's been raining in Singapore. And everyone's been telling me it has been worse before i came back. So Eugene is my ultimate jinx, as whenever he's back, i will definitely bumped into someone whom i wish i never have to see again. *rolls eyes*, that's another story altogether.

Friday i met u for drinks thereafter at bala. It was a bp with Evan, hung around for coffee, met the girls for dinner... to which we wentlast. I had different groups... my usual boys were there. The girls were there. It's just been very nice to see everyone that matters so much to me, on one night. We didn't just end at Bala... some of the boys and me went down to muddy's for its birthday thingy. We had some interesting stupid silly shots with the wigs they were passing out. I can only tell you, with drinks... we can get pretty silly.... and even more so silly with big orange afro wigs. And you know what, i went home early by 2ish am and it was nonetheless very very fun.

I had plans to make Saturday a quiet day, go home early... sleep early in time for Sunday's breakfast club plans that i made with some friends. But it was not meant to be. I ended up having drinks at some Back-2-School party, and then supper. I actually blacked out, which is a pretty scary thing, at 2am. Very fugging scary. BLAME IT ON JET LAG. I had a good laugh over Barry's nerdy school uniform... stupid fella. It's so silly...

Now, as i type out the blog, i realize i haven't gotten over the jet lag. I've been only barely managing time through. OMG... how delusional i am.
Blame it all on jetlag....
That's it for this week... now get out... and come back another day.


xoxo,
Eve

LA...

So i spent the last few days of my somewhat long trip to the US out in LA. Yea, where i spent a few good years of my life at. And it feels awesome. It's such a rush trip out in LA. I didn't plan on meeting anyone. I did however call up my friend Ted & his wifey Helen, more on our stuff later.

What did i do out in LA? Shop shop shop, eat eat eat, hang out hangout hang out. Damage done on the card, let's just say i don't wanna talk about it. heh heh :P the best is if the bills disappear... doubt that's going to happen.

I spent some time with Ted & Helen out at their apartment, just chatting & catching up. I also went out for drinks with them at K-town. Now soju & yakult is an interesting drink. Way too interesting. Perhaps it should even read : caution when drinking. It's so sweet that it just doesn't hit you till later. Hmmm... It was a fun night... of drinking and eating some korean abalone chauder. I kinda miss them already. Funny how we met each other? And really time flies. Now we're all so different.

Now to pay off the credit card bills.... which i will somehow ... sometime... perhaps with better money management. sigh.....

Happy New Year .... a year gone, a new year ahead

For the lot of you out there who think i got wasted through NYE, sorry, but i didn't. The past two weeks back at home in US has been detox. I feel my liver singing "i will survive..."! The time away from alcohol from everyone else from my office has been refreshing. I have more time to think about resolutions and goals and directions for the '07.

I have been spending more time at Super Suppers, helping out in whatever way i can. I may suck at kitchen work, cutting, getting the dough work the right way, chopping stuff up, washing stuff up, and i totally suck at domestic work. But that's me. I can't do kitchen work, cook, clean & sew for whatever reasons. I think i finally come to terms with that. I have started doing a lil' more kitchen work. Be thankful.

I've started to spend more time at home. Spending too much time at malls can be energy-draining. I normally buy more sports stuff & jeans, clothes that i chill in... whenever i am back in US. So it's the same stuff over & over again. So it's far more simple these days. Time to simplify stuff and focus on what i would want to accomplish.

So here goes my New Year's Resolution :

1. Get into school... (hopefully, if time permits, work permits, etc)
2. Get a new ride... (hopefully, if i balance my checks properly)
3. Get fit & toned ... (hopefully, if i manage time wisely)
4. You know what... this is ridiculous. No need for resolutions. I'll just do what i like, when i like.... and just be Eve.

Happy New Year everyone! Cheers...
xoxo,
Eve

Post Christmas...

Christmas Day : I spent a good 12 hours dead to the world post-ski trip. I ushered the whole Christmas in, in my sleep... i fell asleep about 3 minutes before Christmas Day. That long sleep did wonders to my aching body. Of cos, it still hurt, the muscle strains, but i think me working out in Singapore has helped. My sis had it worse, she felt like the world's going to end. It's Christmas Day ... and we decided to head downtown Nashville for Christmas lunch. While on I-65, the jam was bad, really bad. A section got closed due to a bad accident. It was a 4 car pile up. A SUV got totalled, a woman died, and a man was seriously injured. I couldn't bring myself to take pictures of the accident, so i took a pic of the long traffic. We got held up for a good two hours. So lunch started at 4pm. But it's Christmas. I like Christmas... i spent the evening watching CSIs. It's nice for a change, than nursing a hangover. Too bad, it didn't snow this year here at home.

26th is boxing day to the aussies, but not for America. It's Post Christmas sale to Americans.. most stores start early like 6am on 26th. The family packed off to Atlanta, Georgia for some shopping (they have lower taxes) and to catch up with family friends. Once again, on the road for like forever. We went to Discover Mills, an outlet mall. I managed to get some sports stuff for my runs, and workouts. Still haven't managed to buy running shoes, golf shoes, my swim shoes. There's really nothing much that i buy these days. Hahaha, can you imagine i just said that? But maybe in LA, where the clothes suit my style more, i might just go wild on my credit card again. We ended early at the mall and went off to Ikea, to grab some stuff for the house. I still vividly recall the opening of the Ikea store at Atlanta, when i was there a year ago. This time round i saw a picture that caught my eye. It's a poster of Audrey Hepburn. It's printed a huge piece of canvas, too huge for me to carry to Singapore. Sigh... but very nice print. I like Atlanta, the whole look of the city is just so cosy. It's arty, the apartment blocks are so arty. I like places like these. I guess every major city in US has a part that is arty, from LA to Chicago, to Boston.

I heard Singapore's raining really badly these days. Hmmm... i like the fact i don't have to drive in the rain. And i like the cold weather out here. A pity it didn't snow this Christmas. I wonder if i'll see snow this time round.

Think i'll head back to my couch to watch 24, CSI & Scrubs... all day, everyday, while i wrap my freezing butt up in a blankie. Been spending a lot of my time, reading, chilling out at home. It feels good... but there are people out in Singapore i miss hanging around with, laughing over a beer or my fave dessert.

Laters dudes,
Xoxo,
Eve-il

Merry Christmas One & All..

It's Christmas... i'm having a uber cold Christmas. I know a few of you envy me. I wouldn't want a rainy Christmas season too, if you ask me. This is in ref to the amount of rain water Singapore has been accumulating. The weather in Midwest is extremely forgiving this year, and wonderful as it is. There are pros & cons. The pros being that i could get away with a sweater, instead of a bubble jacket or a thick wool coat, as i always do. For the cons... sigh....

My search for a white Christmas is extremely futile this year. The family left for a ski trip on Christmas Eve up at Perfect North Snow Resort in Indiana. For the first time, Indy has no snow during Dec, which is weird. So when the family got there, we had to be contented with artificial snow. Of cos, the whole feeling of that cold air hitting your face, while you glide down the slopes makes you forget the whole artificial snow, and the feeling is uber exhilerating, very addictive, and you just wish you can be out there the whole day. I skipped lunch, only had some coke and just went to hit the slopes the entire day, swapping between ski and snowboard. Of cos snap on boards sucks, i prefer the whole sneaker boot slip on. I hate ski lifts still, due to my phobia of heights. But the feeling of that adrenaline rush down the slopes is enough to make me suck it all up and just do it. I got by listening to my ipod shuffley, loaded with tons of Linkin Park, Prodigy, BEPs, Ludacris, mostly rap, rock & beats. By the time the park closes at 4pm (early, due to Christmas Eve), the artificial snow is almost done, you could see patches of ground all over the slopes. Sigh... and you thought Midwest has a lot of snow.

Whatever the case is, the 5 hours car ride up North is worth it. The 9am-4pm on the slopes is definitely worth it, despite i only had hotcakes for breakfast and coke & root beer in between runs. And another 5 hours back down to home.... It's all worth it.

Merry Christmas to you guys...
xoxo,
Eve

Back @ Home...

It's barely 48 hours after i have finally arrived back home.
The ride here was long... by which i meant 32 hrs, including layover after layover, and the drive home... at frigging 1am (Nashville Timing).
So it's Singapore-Tokyo-LA-Vegas-Nashville. Not a pretty ride at all.

We went to do some Christmas shopping. I didn't buy anything. I will shop when i wanna shop. We did get bored, and got into one empty closet, and started our picture-taking. Heh heh... The joy of just being in sneakers & jeans everyday, though i am all wrapped up and it's cold out here. And the bliss of feasting on Krispy Kreme donuts. Screw the diet, i'll work out when i get back to Singapore. And to watch tv in the middle of the night. I just started on 24 Season One 12am to 4am, yelp... i need to watch the entire day at one go. But that's too crazy.

I will update u guys again soon...
oh yea, i got new geeky glasses done when in Singapore. It looks retro... blame the Oakley frames, but i love them. it's very me. I love being the retro lookin chick.

The Holiday--- Merry Christmas...

Alert: Spoiler ahead.

The movie is sweet. And even touted as this year's Love Actually. Love Actually was a huge hit couple years ago, as the Christmas Love story kinda movie. I love that movie. So there's no question that i like The Holiday. The whole gist is love happens when you didn't expect it to. We all want to find love. The movie is heart-warming, when Cameron's character being an absolute flop at work... finds love in two weeks in Surrey UK. Can love happen in two weeks? A friend or two were telling me about how love takes times to grow. Perhaps i've been living in my lil corner and thinking Love can happen at first sight.. and perhaps in the span of two weeks, i can find love. The movie speaks of moving on... and you might find love in moving on. Moving on from a failed relationship is often a deterrent to a new one, and perhaps by allowing yourself to just let go may be the very first step to finding love again. As Shakespeare put it in The Merchant of Venice "Love is Blind", i truly believe in it. You do not need words / compatibility issues / reasons to love someone. You love someone because you love someone.

The time of Christmas also opens up another whole array of emotions, other than love. There are people around me who feels emo-messed up during this jolly season, as they're all alone in the world. It's painful to let go, but holding on is even more painful. Live & Let Live, as i always say. Work took a toll on my lithe body. I felt so exhausted, that i just feel spaced out even with friends.

I'm leaving Singapore for some time (in a matter of hours), so i actually feel sad to leave the ones i love, adore, worship the ground they walk on, especially during this Christmas season. However, I felt super loved today... when my closest gfs sms-ed me telling me how much they will miss me, and my boys telling me in their indirect way that they'll miss my presence. I love the whole Christmas kinda mood, the songs ( i danced in my ride to Mariah's All i want for Christmas is you ... while in traffic, the guy next to me just laughed out loud... glad i made someone laugh).... and of cos i dig the love around Christmas... and of cos embrace everyone's lil' emo-side.

So to everyone in Singapore, Merry Christmas... and i'll miss you guys.
And here's me to my boys, time to bring out the party poppers & champers (only moet everyday, dudes).

A trackday weekend...

I had a good week... Work work then off to the track on friday. It felt good to be able to drive on the track. I need to let go of the speed load every now & then. It felt as though a burden's been lifted off my shoulders. I had a pretty good timing this time round. Man, it's awesome.

I didn't drive back immediately. I stayed on in KL to party along with Casey, Barry, & a few friends. Since i pretty much had very little sleep due to the early drive up to Sepang that morning, i am pretty zonked out. After a wee bit of alcohol, i am sloshed. Sloshed beyond words. I don't deny it. I just zonked out. Sleepy, but i know what went on. I could even chat with the guys after we got back to the apartment and a hot shower.

I came back on Saturday... yes the day of zoukout. But of cos, i didn't go. I fell asleep at 12mn. Honest! I didn't go. The next thing i knew... it's Sunday 12.30 in the afternoon when i saw the clock.

Unfortunately, i don't have many pictures... u gotta check flickr , when i find the time to upload them.

wild weekend...

Weekend of 1st week Dec (1st & 2nd)
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

We kicked off the weekends with drinks at Bala. Really fun night... we decided to all go GTs and me... i chose vodka 7ups. I got sick of beers. At least with vodka 7ups, i can take much more with the same amount of buzz i get from beer. We drank till 11 as the crowds dwindled to a handful.I then trotted my ass down to Zouk to meet friends after the Female 50 Gorgeous Party. Chris didn't nab the prize, so oh well... life goes on. And it's always good to party with Wenxiong (the dude in the picture on the right). He's one of my closest friends, and we've been friends since 9. Time flies.

Funny thing did happen at zouk. The bala waiter that is known as grumpy to me (because of his grumpy face) stood next in line to me at the members' toilet. He said Hi and asked if i recalled. I thought about it and went "grumpy". Guess he must really hate me for saying so :)

We ended off things at close to 5am, finishing supper along River Valley. Bumped into Victor & Gerald that i knew from Purdue. It was so nice chatting about rides and lifestyles. Must make it a point to catch up with them over some drinks or coffee. hmmm...

I woke up at 12 noon on Saturday, feeling groggy. Had some lunch at home before i zipped out to wakeboard. I am getting quite used to the whole wakeboard. It's fun, sporty and really having the time of my life bitching with the dudes and having some time in the water. It wasn't a good ride on Saturday. Very suay... kept falling, so unlike my usual stance. I scooted off for dinner right after... and then getting out to Velvet for some drinks.

Next thing i knew... it's 5am when my head hits the pillow. Feeling really tired then. Woke up by 12noon and had lunch before i had to go for the Integra.Sg photoshoot. It felt good to catch up with the boys again and of cos, i got made the RSM (whatever that meant, only the boys who've gone through army knows). After which, I scooted off to get another set in ... for wakeboarding. Yes, i'm nuts, but i swear i need to learn faster and put in more time. .... cos if pigs can fly, so can i.

Had dinner with my family in town, i was issued the warning to return home ASAP after the wakeboarding, and took the shot of the Christmas tree @ taka as we always do as a family every year. By 10pm, i finally called it a day... and the end of my weekend.

The next weekend should be far more exciting. Trackday here i come... i so need to drive.

The Fray- How To Save A Life

You all might have noticed my love for Grey's Anatomy. What i didn't realize is the song that has been in my head for days is on the soundtrack for Grey's Anatomy. Enjoy the video, the song. And also check out the other song by the Fray : Over My Head.

I mentioned Over My Head's lyrics sometime ago. And its lyrics always tell a story that seems to be singing a song about my life.

The birthday parties continues...

The birthday parties continues for Angie...

Monday 20th was the birthday of Angie. A year older. ahhaha... Dave & me decided to bring her out to have dinner at Min Jiang @ One North. I can't resist its peking duck... and of course their food is always yums. The menu included Shark's Fins, which the birthday girl adamantly resisted. She claimed the way they killed the sharks is cruel. Dave then questioned on how she felt when the sharks killed a surfer. One less shark = lowering the possibility of a surfer being dragged into water by one of those sharks. Hmmm... which would you take? Right... i'll take the pro-surfer. I am just going to enjoy my shark's fin. The only peeve i had that night was perhaps the manager avoiding me to tell me where they made their citronella candle from. Sigh... oh well, better luck next time.

Tuesday 21st : Our dear Ben decided we should go to Sun with Moon Dining. There's a story which i must tell behind it. It's so hilarious i can't stop laughing. Ben sms me regards to dinner plans, which i said ok to. Then he informed us via sms "Sun with moon dining at wheelock place, ok? 7pm. Eve Angie & Ben". Upon receiving the message, i called Angie to ask if she wants to share a ride down to Orchard. Our conversations goes something like this :
Eve : Eh what time can i pick you up to go Orchard and meet Ben?
Angie : Huh? It's on Sunday lor... not today.
Eve : no lor... it is today. *laughter ensues*
Angie : no no...
Eve : pls read your sms
Angie : OH.............
I just laughed while she continued to curse me. My sis got Angie a new bf : Patrick Star. For those who are clueless, Patrick Star is Spongebob Squarepants' good friend in the cartoon. At past 7pm, we called Ben to inform him of our delay (traffic was a killer). We also decided to add a place for Patrick Star. We had a laugh when Ben asked where's our other guy friend who's supposed to join us... and even more clueless when we said the dude is Patrick Star and explained its character as Spongebob's friend. Still, all we saw on Ben's face is a blank.

The week went by just like that, in the blink of an eye. I spent most nights dining with friends, and taking a drink thereafter. I kind of slacked a lil' on taking my usual swim and stuff. Friday was the craziest. I had pre-party drinks at Bala with my usual boys. And then i trotted my ass down to Velvet. I can't believe I actually partied with my wakeboard dude Alan & his brothers till 4am, all the while bearing the itchyness of my peeling skin off my back. I had to live with the "wah you're all covered" jokes as well as jokes of chicks and quality control.

I did however compensated the rough friday night by being awake at 10am to be mom's little girl to bring her around the errands, and thereafter rushing to wakeboard at 3pm. Of course, it helps that i had a good ride... woohoo. I am addicted. This lifestyle also meant that I was a goner by Saturday night... and slept before it even turned 12.

All i can is WHAT A WEEK...!

Happy Birthday Angie...

the girls @ butter
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

Yep... it's my best friend's birthday. It's been fun to be your friend. Thanks for your care, concern, bitching, screaming, yelling, shaking... and of cos, the loving. I love you... my dearest friend.

So being the good partner-in-crime, i organized the day's activity. It started with dinner at Blooie's. Nevermind i was late to grab everyone along the way to Blooie's. You can't blame me, i worked on Saturday afternoon, and i'm really feeling very tired from Desaru + Velvet the night before. Dinner was alright, the food was decent ( oh they serve hugemongous burgers), the magaritas was good. The environment at Blooie's is very relaxed. We all enjoyed dinner, though it's a small group of us.

We then adjourned over to Butter Factory to get buttered. Out comes the peanut butter shots & that bottle of vodka. Vicious liquids down the throat. It's been some time since the girls all came out and partied.

But being the girlies we know them to be, they called it a night by 130am. Angie, Jeannie & Me then trotted our princess butts to Zouk to continue our partying... where we met a few more friends...

The next i remembered the time to be was when my head hit my pillow... it was 4am. Yawnz... goodnight people.

And Angie... Happy Birthday!

Desaru Beach ...

Eve @ Desaru Beach
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

It's a bit of a blast heading to Desaru... out of sheer spontaneity. Thanks & Cheers to the invite of Alan, my wakeboard instructor. The invite came in at abt 6ish pm on a thursday evening. And you know what... we took it, at that very instant. When i got home on thursday evening, i wondered whether i can truly take fridays off work. I decided to not think too much and just go off.

Headed off real early on friday morning, along with Angie. I had so much fun, though i am really sunburnt now. I met a whole bunch of surfers, some of them pros from HK. It was awesome. The guys managed to surf a little. The surf isn't what i'm used to out in California. The set is too small, making the amount of time to really surf very short. It's also not tall enough. The water is a lil' rough. But still awesome fun. The sun was shining. I am closer to my elements : sun, water... & fun.

The bunch of the dudes that went with us to Desaru were just spontaneous and crazy. We ended up going to Velvet to party on the night. Of course, we got a lil' high from the drinks due to the lack of sleep. And our crazy near 24 hrs of staying awake.... kept us real buzzed. My skin, freshly baked, started to hurt by then. My eyelids have started to feel really heavy. That was my cue to wave bye to the guys and to head on home. It was near 5am Saturday Morning when my head hit the pillow, remembering barely 24 hours ago when i just woke up to head to Desaru.

I have uploaded the pics on my flickr. So check em' out.

Moments in the lift...

The lift is an interesting place to eavesdrop on another's conversation, even if you didn't mean it. There's space constraint. At between lunch hours, and tea hours, it's jam packed. The lift is a means / way out to the outside life for people stuck in skyscrapers and concrete jungle, to take a breather or strike up a huge breath of fresh air.

Funny incident happened when i was out on job.
Three guys stepped into the lift, when it's almost full. The lift wobbled. I hear sniggles.
Guy A says to Guy B, while poking to his tummy : Dude this caused the lift to wobble.
Guy B shook his head and said : hell no...
Guy A look at Guy C, while poking Guy C's tummy : Yours prolly did us in. It's bigger than B's.
Guy B nodded his head. There was lil' giggles by the ladies in the lift

Sometimes you hear the most interesting stories in the lift...

Noel's Birthday (kinda) @ Mambo

Noel, Eve, Angie & Jeannie
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

Happy Birthday Noel.

And to the rest of the readers, yes we know very well we're like a bunch of old fogies at zouk's infamous wednesday night. Strolling through the main hall of zouk right onto the packed floors of Phuture, you spot tons of cuties, albeit barely legal and def not our types. We had a good laugh, cos we're not there for the boys. We're there to be together, spend some gf kinda time. It's always fun with the girls. It never disappoints. Hahaha, we still had such fun, chit chatting among ourselves, drinking a lil', jivin' and singin' a lil. Pretty good for mid-week post-work drinks.

Good night you all...
till the next night...

Elmer's Wedding

Elmer's Wedding
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

One word : Fun. It's also a gathering for the rest of the boys... & all to really bond together. I don't think any of us dare say the wedding wasn't fun. We drank, wine & dine on the 69th floor of a particular building in Singapore.
The view was breathtaking. The food was good. The wine tasted good.

And of cos, i have tons of pictures on my flickr to remember this night.
The pictures turned out quite beautifully.
A lot of us agreed this is just fantastic... our group dynamics is awesome.

Congrats to Elmer... & wifey.

BBQ that rawks...

BBQ
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

Yep the dudes decided to have a bbq on a Saturday evening. Omg, it was so fun. We had a full house. Everyone who's our lunch mates are invited. Hahaha, it was a blast. Hard to forget for a long time to come.

Have you ever seen a bbq with a long table as though this was a sit down dinner?
Have you ever had a party house with a pool table & swimming pool?

Obviously mix it all up with alcohol and these guys are wild. It was good for us to bond and laugh over the food and drinks. and games of 5-10, pool table, and randomly stripping to jump into the pool while enjoying a drink.

This bbq rawks. We should do it again.
It's amazing how the group has bonded together and came about, and still going strong.
Yep, i love you guys... despite me always being the butt of your jokes.