the past weeks have been nothing but bliss, play and multitude of bumming. yes i wanted to work, but the spirit was willing, the flesh oh-so-weak.
so i spent the hols just purely slacking, going to and fro from the beach, going shopping, watching dvd after dvd, going clubbing and partaying. i feel like a tub of lard. oh wait, i am.
so clubbing at zouk was alright, merlynn got 4 free flaming lambos. she stole the reciept la, that slarte. danced the night away to the tunes of chumbawamba, bon jovi, bananarama and rick astley. oh not to mention the more recent beps, mariah carey and beyonce. gosh, we danced and danced and drank and drank till 4 almost. met a few new people, nice seeing you marcus and drank quite a bit.
side note: apple shooters are yummy.
by the time me and mer got home it was 5ish. slept.
thursday was spent lazing happily at a beach. it was good cept for a certain oily-tanned man and friends with bad aiming with their football. and rude too. they didn't even apologise. goodness, and they were sporting potbellies and love handles too. i hope they don't have kids.
side note: rude people should be smothered in oily-tanned man's oily-tanned armpits.
what would a day at the beach be without merlynn's antics:
yes folks it is a giant dick. there's actually a pussy and boobs too but i can't get all in one shot. mer spent about half-an-hour slowly and full-heartedly carved and sculptured her masterpiece.
it was so life-liked, some guy stood there and got horny ok. oh and he followed merlynn all the way to the mrt. haha.
friday was the fondue party. so glam. it was a success considering the little time we had. it was amazing fun because not only did the food taste orgasmic, i drove a car.
it was some toyota. heck, i realised i am going to be a poor driver. i couldnt even turn the wheel.
there goes the fun days. one more week till all hell breaks wind.
