My Life: Because you don't have one.

And now for a slighty more conventional Blog Post:

Today was Sunday, the day of the blazing ruthless Sun. It was really hot.

Nonetheless, I found myself being dragged along to go apartment hunting with the family. We saw, like eight places in four hours, which is no mean feat considering the fact that we had to incorporate lunch and take one unscheduled break at a hawker center because i developed a severe case of the hiccups. Also, walking around the neighbourhood under the incandescent sun is draining...

There was this really awesome playground at one of the apartments in Bishan :/
If I had a camera I could show you how awesome it was. Yeah, I played at a playground. I should really act my age or something blah.

I thought I saw my friend sitting next to this guy at this park. Turns out it wasnt my friend. The forementioned friend is female and the guy was Malay. But honestly, there isn't much point in mentioning that. Mentioning stuff like that only stirs up gossip and unwanted accusations of how racist and prejudiced i am.

I was supposed to get my new phone today but we failed to take into account how congested and swarming town is on days of the blazing ruthless sun. So, we changed plans and went to Anchorpoint to eat. It's suprising to see how Anchorpoint has transformed from once desolute mall to it's current splendour. I haven't been there for a while but i remember that it was never this bustling. I tried out the pizza in the food court and did lame coin tricks on my brother with a 50 cent coin while i waited for my pie.

I bought a shirt from the Factory Outlet store at cheap. Emblazoned on the front were the text:"Phoenix City Rockers - League of Hellraisers". Later on i would realise that it was a Juicy Couture Shirt. Yes, It was for males. I love my Juicy Juicy...

I think my father got lost halfway. So while the rest of us waited for him to turn up eventually, we watched the mall band set up and prepare for their gig. However, we had to miss the gig because my brother was experiencing the early symptoms of a bowel movement and for some reason is unable to defacate in an unfamiliar enviroment, cutting short the night.

When we reached home, my brother and I argued over who would carry the sack of rice up. It is both our uttermost dream to be a Vietnamese Rice Farmer.



There you have it, an embarassingly accurate potrayal of my uneventful boring day. Yesterday was so much better. I watched Asian Idol and then changed channel midway because it was so damn boring watching all the idols being Asian. So i watched this Chinese Kung Fu show which casted a young Jet Li in it. It must have been the grandfather of all Martial Arts Movies cause it was so bloody kickass. Oh, It's called the Tai Chi Master. Man, what a cool name for a cool movie.

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Mah Block suck deek :)