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Someone, please take over next time, cos fat shit just doesn't have the potential.
Monday, August 10, 2009 @ 11:56 PM

So finally, six four met up again. Met them for dinner at the super overprized Shokudo Japanese Food Bazaar. It's kind of like Marche, just that it's the jap style. Yummy-licious. Just that i walked a few rounds just to decide on what to eat. Finally decided on the Salmon Terriyaki Fried rice. Gosh, i'm drooling. Then Huishia and i shared the rosti! And after much contemplation, Ernest and i shared the Banana with Vanilla ice cream Crepe, topped with chocolate sauce. That was the ultimate dessert. Sooooooooooo Nice. And crispy. I'm going back just for that again. ^ ^
After dinner, we went headed over to the Singapore river to play Truth or Truth. JUSTIN WAS DAMN HILARIOUS, SERIOUSLY. He might have gone a little overboard though, but the questions  were PG, thankfully. Like" What do you think the density of your bones are", "Who do you think is the ugliest among us", "Why did i dye my hair GOLD" (it's BROWN, really, i insist) "How many spare tyres do you have", "Why did you expose so much of your thighs", and alot more ridiculous questions. He directly shot Kim though, and that sucks, really. Justin you're too much, if you're seeing this post. Hahah. but kim, please dont take it too hard. He doesn't mean it. Then after everything, Ernest and i went home together. But we found out that Bus 70 doesn't operate at that time anymore, so we walked to esplanade. And in the end, we found that we actually walked a huge round. (Not my fault k.) Anyway, Yehxiang's shoes are interesting, kind of like air pumped inside to fill up the additional space. Because he's like super thin, and his shoes are like super fat?