lunch with my buds is funny funny stuff. especially if we go into a train after walking miles [exaggerating] in the blazing heat of singapore. our warped and spazzy faces were witnessed by the unfortunate crown in a train from bishan to yishun.


BEFORE ALL THAT, lunch was okay. we couldn't make up our minds where to eat, me sher and birthday girl raye.we asked raye to choose where she wanted to eat and she slowly drifted to the toilet. :| so it was mos burger or long john. in the end we went to long john. had weird, drippy food and talked more than we ate. fun stuff. scaled the whole J8 and dragged shermaine [poor thing] into all the make up shops and dawdled and tested and laughed and knocked down things and drooled and went home. on the train someone must have let out laughing gas lar, for we threw a horrible laughing fit ALL AT ONCE. it was the kind where your whole face puckers up and you start crunching at the stomach and gasping .... hokayy... s-htop ... st-hopp...
and i was utterly embarrassed, but it was fun. i'm just glad timmy wasn't there with his camera.
HAPPY DAY!