ButterFactory
Insanely exhausting and psychedelic night with Abi, Justin, Jill, Xuan, Marcus, Jehanne, and respective people's boyfriends. ha. Pretty much a spontaneous plan, with a horribly long queue, and the awesome gift of spots on the Guest List. Qudos to Inq Leon for getting me (and in turn abi and marcus) on the VIP line. [thaaank!] Awesome music, great crowd, good drinks, ever-wonderous company. Getting a little soaked in the rain and spending 6 dollars cabbing from Fullerton Hotel to Fullerton One [HAHAH ikr], then finding the underpass after that was definitely not cool, but the night worked out just great eventually. Walked out at 4am with sore, aching legs, numerous people sprawled around the outside washroom [pukefest to the max eww] and cabbed back with Justin, who decided to be one prodigal son and return to his friend's chalet at changi whom he had left for butter that night. Was made to wake up for church this morning, [not that i even slept a wink for some reason], and now im here. Still aching. This is pure proof of how unfit I am. Contemplated a swim just now but well, it has failed. Nice job.
horribly blur photos taken by some random dude
Joanna and I a week back :]
And Roxanne, I'm sorry but I CANNOT stop laughing at the strawberry cutting theory. HAHAHAH. We chug yogurt together for thrills soon and get brain freeze and die k thanks bye<3Teh fuhrigging end to a draining weekend.
That. Was so totally boss. ;
8:11 PM