Ok...it actually took me 2 days before i'm actually free. Not really busy yesterday, just lazy to type and write and think of my pathetic life. Anyways, today is my ex's Bday and i would like to wish her a very very very Happy Birthday and many more to come :"). So here's part two of my xmas eve celebration....somehow i dont feel that excited already about wat happen that nite but nevertheless, its still an enjoyable nite out to Changi Village and where my Lead Guitarlele roams every single nite with Bassotasmania. Had 1 1/2 chicken wing in Changi Village and 1 kopi tarek. Lotsa Changi kids celebrating there, and of cos with alot of "flick the soil". Not alot of Heshe spotted, guess they've been picked up by some pervertic uncle and are now hiding in the bushes, singing 'karaoke' with that much mutated microphone which is made up of mainly muscle tissues. Only a few "chicks" left standing by the roadside and i suppose those are the leftovers, similar to those dishes left on my table when we cant finish wat my mom cooked for us. Its being dump away, or my bro will pack it and feed it to the dogs at his working place the following day. They share the same fate. After i finished my 1 1/2 chicken wing, its already 1:23:25am and my mom starts to worry for me and called. Me, being a mama boy, had to head home then. But before we head towards that wish-it-never-end road towards hometown, we went to the place where both my good friend camp almost 7 days a week. Lets call it "Wu Yan De Meng Huan", which simply means "The Speechless Dreamy". Its just there, speechless and waiting for pple to get there and get dreamy without doing much. I can imagine how both of my friends gets dreamy everynite, fagging the 6-7 sticks away and sipping thru their kopi tarek. Its an enjoyment for those who long to getaway, but too busy to really getaway. After that, to my much unwillingness, i had to head back home cos time is ticking away and i need to keep my track record good cos i want another nite like this a week after, which is, the New Year Eve nite. So i reach home 2am and its the latest nite i've reach home ever since i was left crippled by that damn fooking puki kepala butoh pua hum "flick the soil" taxi driver. So thats the end of my adventure on Xmas Eve. Till then...