i really think my vocal cords have been permanently damaged/destroyed/obliterated, buuut then i'm still talking.

i had a really fun day, but right now, the high has worn off. i'm back in the land where small but very potent dark storm clouds float above my head, with the ever so occasional pitter patter of acid rain getting in my eyes, blinding lightning and deafening thunder. i dont know the reason behind this phenomenon honestly. could it be the fact that i'm now officially broke, having spent at least rm600, rm200 of which was my 'keputusan yang kinda cemerlang' monetary reward, which upsets me because i never spend money rewarded, in less than three weeks? or is it because i just FUCKING MISSED today's episode of CSI? or maybe it's because i have to work - i've finally gotten bored of the job - tomorrow? you choose. either way, i'm still moody.

anyway, let me recall happier times.

beatrice, ck and i hung out again. though this time, we were joined by yi ern. we went for karaoke again, and if i were to compare today's with monday's, the one today was a kadzillion times wilder. the featured song in today's session was i dont wanna miss a thing by aerosmith. we went berserk and sang, well, actually, screamed our lungs out, not one time, but three times to that song. i sang so hard, i practically lost control of my voice the 2nd and 3rd time round, therefore also losing my ability to pitch - well, if you would just pretend i had that ability in the first place. we also sang eat it, a hilarious parody of michael jackson's beat it, by weird al yankovich. hot 'n' cold, it's raining men and girlfriend among others were of course must-sings.

i tell you, spending four hours singing as unrestrained and savagely as we did certainly brought the house down. i mean, we even shattered two glasses singing! well, not with our voices, although it wouldnt be surprising were that the case, but with excessive movements and misplaced wires. i'm also quite sure we burnt off massive amounts of fat dancing and bouncing on the seats like headless chickens. what a workout! just imagine the imaginary voices telling us to "work it, boys and girls! work it!".

having only had breakfast at mcdonald's at 10.30am, i was starving. so at 3pm, we bounced over to kim gary for a very late lunch. we ordered what could be considered tonnes of food for three and a half people, that half a person being yi ern having a nibble here and there. still, we devoured everything like the greedy monsters we were. unfortunately, yi ern had to go off halfway through lunch, it being a school day and all, which in a way is ironic considering the fact that she - shhhhhhhh! - skipped class to hang out with us.

the bill finally came up to rm66. sigh. of course, it was only around rm20 each after dividing, but still! my monaaaay! i also forgot to mention that before lunch, we witnessed a very naughty cashier busying herself with pet society - an application on facebook - in tower records. we spied on her for a few moments before knocking on the glass and scrambling for cover. lol

we decided to watch a movie because really, what else was there to do? we watched love matters. the movie incorporated a range of taboo subjects, some that really made me squirm in my seat - or was that because of all the extremely corny moments? i also figured that the movie was made specially to paint us male species in a very very bad light. watch it and you'd know what i'm talking about. not all of us are like that, get that? the movie was nonetheless entertaining.

chun kit had to cabut after the movie, and i'm not sure whether we get to hang out again before he departs for singapore on sunday, though asking for a third time might seem a bit self-indulgent and inconsiderate. sorry we had to steal him from you, mr and mrs ng! haha

beatrice and i went to mph and popular to do a little browsing before beatrice's parents arrived, and damn! we ended up spending more money. hopefully, the books we bought are worth the money. beatrice got herself a vampire novel from mph whereas i myself got a book called the amateur gourmet and another novel called what the dickens? from mph and popular respectively. the books cost me approximately rm80. gawd. i couldnt resist though. i just could not, or if i could rephrase that, dare not subdue that part of me.

anyway, i found out the author of the amateur gourmet first achieved fame when he appeared on CNN in 2004 with some really special cupcakes he baked. special?, you ask. yes, very special. they're special because they were janet jackson breast cupcakes! HAHAHAHAHA.

dont believe me? read and laugh here.

after feeling a bit sad because of the rm160 i spent today, i drove home, but of course without first bidding beatrice farewell as she met up with her parents at around 8pm. according to her blog, she had dinner at kim gary again! i dont think she'd be going back there again in the near future.

ciao!