This Week In Brief

Monday- Work-Excercise-Study-Sleep
Tuesday- Work-Excercise-Study-Sleep
Thursday- Work-Excercise-Study-Sleep
Friday- Work-Excercise-Study-Sleep

Thats the routine of my everyday life. Pretty mundane hur? Thats what you get when you enter the working life I guess. 1/2 of your day is taken up by work leaving you with pretty much very little time to do what you set yourself to do.

Well its been quite a "happening week" I would say.

Monday.
Drove the car on Sunday to my granny's place. As I was reversing out, I accidently scratched the car next to mine. There wasn't any visible dent, just a minor scratch on the car. Thinking it was a no biggie, I corrected my driving and drove off upon my mum's instructions.
Who in the world would expect a law abiding citizen of Tampines to jot down the my car plate number and left it on the car's windscreen. And the owner of the vehical went to make a police report. Crap! Thats like straight 12 points deduction. I could have gotten my licence revoked larh! Luckily my dad managed to convince the owner to settle the matter without involving the police. Since both vehicles shared the same insurance company, my dad didn't have to pay a single cent for the repair cost. Just counter claim from our insurance. Can't believe I am that suay larh. Well now you know. New drivers beware! If you ever get yourself caught in such situation, be sure to leave your contact to the "victim" and settle the matter without involving the police. Cos once the police is involved, it's straight 12 pts deduction to the losing party. And you lose big time cos that involves revoking your licence. Bleagh!

Wednesday.
Injured my index finger. I have a habit when closing car doors, my hand will follow through the motion till the door is gently shut. I guess thats one habit picked up from NS due to the nature of our job. And so, as I was pushing the front door shut, Anna closed the back door quicky. Thus resulting in my index finger getting stucked. Ouch! Yes it hurt real bad. The whole tip was swollen. Anna felt so bad she rushed to the wards to get me a pack of ice. I must say that really helped ease the pain. Luckily it was just internal bleeding(aka bruising).

Well I'm started to run a bit more these days. Pushing the tempo up with each progessive run and emphasizing lots on the running techniques - the high knees and strides. Hopefully I will be able to attain my IPPT Gold Fitness soon enough. Fitness now is only Silver standard. I gotta push more. Need more speed straining and sprint training to boost my fitness. Thats the part I hate =(. But thats the one training that is most effective in achieving my target. Oh wells.

Till next week...

Phuture =)

Headed down to Phuture with Johnny, CW and Justin for David's 21st Birthday celebration. And as usual, the birthday boy made the grand entrace - being late. Oh wells, after all he is the birthday boy. Together with Henry, they booked a table and opened 3 bottles at a total cost of $600 bucks all in all. Whoowee!

And so we waited for King David's arrival before heading in to our table. And not before long the alcohol came =) Chivas, Absolute Vodka and Martell VSOP. Surely any drinker would know which bottle we opened first. And so the drinking session began. Coupled with the loud R&B music played by the DJ and the fancy laser beams, everyone got kinda high. Everyone was all out to make Daivd drunk. We poured pure hard liquour for him to down while we ourselves drank mixers.

Never liked dancing. But I didn't want to be a spoilsport. And so my third time dancing. But one thing I realised was that dancing made you perspire! Its pretty a good cardiovascular workout. Of course with the exclusion of alcohol before that. Good excercise.

And so our regular clubber king cum birthday boy displayed his prescence by dancing to the groove; and of course being a tiger on the dance floor, grinding with the girls around him. Me and Johnson were quited awed by his ability. He even got the lady's name. Still got the cheek to tell us he didn't want her number cos she aint that good looking.

And so it was back to drinking after dancing. Our mission of getting David drunk carried on. And boy did we succeed =) He was so high he was on the verge of kissing the girls around him. When we made him drink more, he just squatted on the floor with his hands cupped over his neck and refused to get up. And when he did, he was laughing and smiling to himself. Drunk. Dead drunk.

Me and Johnny left around 2.15am. Was kinda tired. We didnt say goodbye to David and just left quietly. Why? Cos we doubt he could remember us saying goodbye hahaha.

Zzzzzzz...

Colin Raye - Love Me