Saturday, September 10, 2005


First to Brewerkz, next to Starbucks in Orchard.
and FINALLY, Larry came to pick Eugene and I up for a drink in a pub at Millenia Walk {i always cant recall the name... but it;s good with a keyboardist and singer}
At freaking 2am in the morning, we made our way to Larry's... to see his new dog etc.
His dad bought a new Lexus in exchange of the Jaguar... I am going to buy a lexus next time too!
I want to buy luxury cars! How ah? I want it now... Now... NOW!

Was talking to Jon about it. He said i could own 2 cars- 1 Lexus, 1 Volks Wagen- and a chauffuer. yay! In this case, i dont need to learn driving!

Anyhow, Eugene shared with me something about air stewarding... which now attaches a sympathy for air stewardess. All the verbal and psychological humiliation cannot be compensated by money. So why then, are they willing to? Did they not know? Did they think they wouldnt mind? Or do they actually like it?


Eug and I... He's beefed up quite a bit now since the national service. NS is something he doesnt mind cuz it taught him precious lessons and brought him to Canada. One of the few ppl i know who saw the intangible benefits of NS.


That was us back in school. My class had a long break... and Kum thought "hey! Let's make Evon up!" so we played with make-up for an hour and this was the result. Eug and Larry got a shock when i met them at SP.


Larry, Eugene, and I. Larry has finally learnt to keep his tongue in his mouth when taking photos.


On the contrary.


Eugene loving the whiff of hoegaarden.


The childhood friends!


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