Yet Another Friday Night.

Sometimes I just can't differentiate what's the right thing to do and what's not.

Having the thought of helping out a friend in mind, I introduced him to a job.

In the end, my 'rice-bowl' got snatched.

Thing's never seem to go the way I want it to these days. Sigh. FML.

Apart from the rantings above: Yesterday night, I rushed over to meet up with Carl and Zaggi right after work at nazt, a bistro lounge located along club street. I guess it is considered partly his too, since he is a small share holder of the place. Personally, I quite like the ambiance contained there, perfect for a get away on a typical Friday night after work. You've ought to try their apple crumble! *Thumbs Up* A place I would highly recommend. Ironically, I was there to discuss about work...

Carl that crazy guy(again, trying to get me drunk like the other time), kept persuading me to drink up, thinking I'm a walking water tank. Guess what? By the end of the night I gulped down a total of 3 glasses of ice water, 2 glasses of gin tonic and 1 glass of cranberry vodka.

Carl: "Gin Tonic makes one happy! Drink up!"

Umm, yeah right...

I tried very hard to keep myself focused throughout the discussion with a bloated tummy. It's not an easy task when everything within my sight was visually multiplied by two.

By the time I got home, if I could recall correctly, I was knocked out flat(yea, most probably).

'Cos I found myself on the bed the very next morning. Yahhhhhhh, you've guessed it, I didn't bathe... =___=" Blah. I was just too exhausted luh. But somehow, yup somehow I managed to undress myself and got into a pair of shorts before collapsing.

Come to think of it now, luckily I've got the details down with regards to the discussion onto my notebook, otherwise I would be 'rampaging' my small brain trying to recall back what exactly I had to do.

Well, and that's that.

Period.

"Weekends don't count unless you spend them doing something completely pointless."