MAMBOING IN MY OWN ROOM

I think Zoukout's tonight - at.. Siloso beach?
But Who needs Zouk when you can have 80s Mambo music in your own room! Haaha I have Class95 on now and it's the all-80s weekend!

Yes it's nothing new but right now, like how many hundreds of people are attempting to dance at Zoukout right now. Ugh imagine the mass of sweaty bodies in skimpy clothes squeezed together trying to move as one body. Sweaty skin sliding against another, sharing prespiration yuck.

Then envision the amount of drinks consumed and imagine all the cash flowing like honey to greedy alcohol manufacturers and bar owners by inducing the unassuming crowd to believe that consuming alcohol will up the fun to the next level.

After that, picture the end-of-the-party traffic at the Mrt station, the bus-stops and even worse at the car-parks.

Lastly, I sigh when I think of the logistics nightmare of cleaning up the mess left behind by party-goers. Why should innocent cleaners clean up behind these act-cool-and-hip people. Haaa yes I'm a prude - I don't endorse clubbing activities.

But my point is - Why put yourself through all that when you can mambo and shake your booty in your own room to class95! =D


Ahhh my own nightmare.
Rearranging my clothes cupboard now.
I usually never fold my clothers properly and I hardly wash my go-put clothes haaaha.
Yes gross. I'm paying the price for it now. Nearly every single piece of clothing has to be ironed now. And I think this delightful habit of mine will be brought over to next year so can anyone please tell me why I'll bother to colour-code my clothes later?
Ahhhh and this is only two shelves.
I have more to go. Help.

JAMIE LIM ZHI HAO! Hurry up come back from Phuket!
I have pineapple tarts for your family and I need to pass it to them asap so they'll stay fresh. Oh yeah and I miss you too. Faster faster!

Oh and trainings will start on Monday! Yahooo!
Oh and a final thanks to my dear parents who have funded all my purchases back at home. All in all, the haul stands at 5 tops, 3 working tops, 3 working pants, 2 skirts, 2 dresses, 1 lovely pink crotcheted sweater, 1 pair of heels, massive amounts Famous Amos cookies, earrings, books, toiletries and of course loads of food.
All lovely and I am utterly grateful to them.

Famous Amos will be the death of me one day I swear.
It's one of my biggest weaknesses and I can just see the headlines now "Girl dies of diabetes and stomach lining is blackened after years of consuming too many black-coloured Famous Amos cookies" (the black one - think it's double choc with pecan nuts)

Oh yeah and i bought Big Steph's Birthday and Farewell gift which Jamie, Jason and Rina and I are going to share. My mom saw it, pointed it out and I fell in love with it! I almost want to keep it but I think Big Steph will use it more productively than me so ahhhhhhh.
Must let it go, must let it go *chant*
Picture of it after we pass it to her tomorrow.