Its been a while since the 5 of us went searching for hidden places in tiny Singapore. With Yy selling off his car, Josh having to stick to his girl, Iskandar deciding which girl to stick to, John singing at the same place every night, and me with school and obligations, I guess its about acceptable that we at least still communicate via sms.

So, someone got murdered in a restaurant.. by (pretend to be surprised) an alien.. which falls under the group of 'certain aliens' i was bitching about the other day. Reason: argument over unwashed dishes in the kitchen of the restaurant. Woopeedoo.


To Jo: you're right darls... i miss you!!!!!!!!!!!!
To Uncle Jo: you are lame. are you still reading my blog? kaypoh jua! get a LIFE! hehe...
To Mom: Get uncle jo off my blog! haha.