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9:50 AM
Friday, July 11, 2008
we all used to rule the world
Am blasting Viva la Vida and it will never sound the same again because everytime I hear it I also hear Ashlyn singing it because she wouldn't stop that day.

On Sunday I got to meet Stanley Yihong KianNgee at last. It has been long but they are pretty much the same. I will resist writing about them because I have secrets to keep. Yihong brought along an exciting book called Why Men Sleep After Sex which I read in 15 mins. We had KFC and drinks and eggs at HK Cafe before I returned home for an early night.

Monday I had Myojo Prawn Noodle at Chengwei's house where I met his brother again and he... does not ever ever ever stay silent. He talks so much and at such high volumes I feel tired. Then we joined Shyan for dinner after his dance and my stomach hurt so badly I couldn't walk.

Tuesday! Had a nice time with Yogi Christine Sam Nat Ash at Tanjong Pagar for a little short lunch which was heartwarming and I snapped a photo of sam's bra. Very good. Spent some time at City Hall having dessert and walking aimlessly until only Ash and I remained. We walked to Haji Lane, stopped in between for Milo and Laksa and it's funny how we remember the route walking to Haji Lane because of the memories we had at each point of the journey.=). The whole evening, Ashlyn sang Viva la Vida.

On Wednesday, Shyan fell sick.

Met him yesterday for Hancock. It was alright but a movie I shall soon forget. Had dinner at HK cafe and I eat at HK Cafes so often I should start collecting their membership cards soon. We then trudged down to J8 for Chengwei's dinner. They left early, and Yogi Christine Ash and I had an impromptu meeting. We din't really know who was turning up until we met. I got a little teary eyed in front of Ashlyn because I was being silly and pathetic over something. We spent the night at Max Brenner's where Ashlyn behaved like a little chipmunk. We got excited over warm chocolate, a Taiwanese actress, arranged marriages, cats and chimpunks and sex kittens, boobs and bones. We returned home to continue our conversations online. At 2am I went to bed.

I feel like an idiot and a big mouth. But I hope it will all be well.