Last saturday, i met calvin at the science centre in jurong east to have a buffet lunch.

photos courtesy of calvin… though i didn’t ask for his permission.

i stuffed myself so much i felt like puking.

thankfully i managed to walk it off. we went to queenstown to do some shopping. heh heh. i was playing his DS till we almost missed the stop. hahaha. i suck at computer games btw. anyways, i bought a very suggestive t-shirt which was on sale. hahaha! so fun!

calvin won this stuffed toy on his very first attempt. GENIUS! CLICK ON THESE WORDS TO FIND OUT MY BRAIN AGE!
after that i went to city hall to meet the gals- lovelle and carrie. i was early by circumstance and not by choice, so i decided to go find a nice cubicle to do some business. 2nd floor toilet was full. guys were milling around the basin. for some unknown reason, they had to continuously take serviettes to wipe their faces. and they just kept standing there and doing that. i was freaked out when one ang moh stared at me. i rinsed my hand and fled out of the toilet. 3rd floor was a no go either, cos there were people pooping in every cubicle i think. the smell the aroma. incredible. viola . so i walked to another section of the building to find another toilet. guess what, i saw the same guy on the 3rd floor. and he looked at me again. i ran into a cubicle and locked myself in. was he on patrol or something? or was he searching for a toilet just like me. i doubt it. no mood to poop anymore. had dinner. lovelle’s treat. so once again i stuffed myself with pizza and pasta… extremely rich and creamy food.
drink number one : white wine
after dinner, brought the gals to a club. no show for them cos it was way too early. the owner thought i was a guy called “jasper”? i think he was trying to create conversation. cos the gals bought
drink number two: hoegarden
and
drink number three: 10 tequila and apple shots.
yah… big spenders of course must talk
gotta get out.. needed to work the alcohol out of my system. my tummy was feeling really weird. the other club was full. went to cafe iguana. omg i just knew i had to do it. i ran to the toilet and people cleared the way for me. held opene the door for me. for dunno wat reason. think my facial expression was like ^ move it i got 10 foetuses coming out of my mouth ^ *HUAK* *HUAK* *HUAK* AKA vomit. description of vomit: really red and creamy. texture of pasta. i thought there were traces of blood. yucks. the smell. heavenly.
asked for warm water… after a while i decided that my night was over. carrie walked me to the taxi while lovelle chatted with her new fren. i felt it coming again. i ran to the toilet. its locked. went to the iguana’s toilet. tourist peeing. ^faster la^ out he goes, in i duked. *huak huak huak huak* heard carrie asking the tourist if i was okay. description of vomit: very dark brown, verging on black. i could feel the contractions of my tummy but nothing much was coming out. painful.
i felt much better after that. went home asap. thank god the taxi came almost instantly. cos i felt nauseous almost immediately after i stepped out of the cab.