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27 February 2006

Yesterday went to Pris' belated birthday party. It was great hahaha good food good drink and fun peeps. Bought an vintage Yves Saint Lauren shades for her. Was running dry for ideas until the boss of the shop told us that Pris likes that. Phew.

Drank quite alot too. Bathing that time could not stand straight and i thought i could sleep all the way till noon but damn I was wrong. I woke up with the sky's still dark and i thought i had slept all the way into Sunday night. I look at the clock, its bloody 3am in the morning, Sunday's morning. Which meant i only slept for 3 hours! So another night of TV accompanying me.

Show : Bet Your Life

Starring : I know nobody in the show.

Sypnosis : A casino owner offered Sonny a bet of his life, offering him US$2.4 million if Sonny could escape being killed by him. The casino has a sick habit of hunting down people like prey as he likes the kick of it. Sonny accepted and the chase started.
The rules of the game include no police intervention, casino owner cannot be killed, and Sonny has to get back to the casino before 24hrs << this is damn jian.

In the end, as expected in movies, Sonny won the bet. But the chasing part was damn exiciting with the counting down of time and the plot was very smooth in transition. Good show i have to say to be playing so late in the night. Channel 8 was playing the bloody Tofu street!!! Luckily i was not condemned to that.

Today had a match with WC at Serangoon. One opposition elbowed my throat after i body checked him and he dared to whine after that. Asshole. In summary this match is full of injuries for me. Rusty after not playing for 3 weeks.

Tomorrow must go and find job already or else i don't know what to do already. Cannot be everyday pool. JOB JOB JOB