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My name is Chuz.

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Happy Birthday Jason!
Sunday, 26 July 2009
Hai I'm back! Back from a fucking AWESOME chalet, by courtesy of Jason.

(to be updated after the rest of the pictures come in)





Preparing the box for Jason's present.


The bulk of us(Jason, Boon tat, Jing yong, Ting wei, Eugene, Ivan, Kenny, Jun qing, Li juan, Cherylyn, Quan zhong, Yu jie, Min xuan, Daniel, Wen xuan, Jing ren, Jian yi, Ann soon, Jonathan, Zheng wen, Jun jie and me) were at the chalet by 11 and we went for supper.

The highlight of the first night, night cycling. We started at 12.45am, setting Marina Bay as our initial target. We went on further, to Changi Village. The distance was damn fucking far. We had to ride along a straight stretch of pavement, with nothing in front other than more lights. Everyone of us was like fucking high, singing songs and riding our asses off.


Speaking of asses, my ass was manhandled by the fucking seat of the bike. Seriously, it still aches up to now.





Pit stop.

That was twenty-fucking-two people. Suck on that.


By 2.45am we reached Changi, and I think our legs were alr pretty much aching. Went for refreshments and continued our ride to Old Changi Hospital(OCH). Before that, we saw several trannies along the roads. So we looped back and looked at them. Chio, but too bad I dont like guys.


Of 22 of us, 14 went into OCH. The darkness and aura at first was creepy, but was subdued by the fact that we had numbers on our side. Some of us didnt want to go on to the second floor, so we hung out around the compound. An incident took place, as it resulted in a frenzy, resulting in an injury to Ann soon. The details are better left buried, but the mood was ruined. However, people were still up for a second trip, and we were in again, this time, venturing up to the fifth floor. It would have been creepier with no torches or less people, but it made for a great trip, trips for some, nonetheless.


We stayed there until 4.30am, before continuing on our way. We decided to go for a shortcut back, which took us back to the chalet at 7am.


The fucking distance we traveled



That's a monkey that looks like Ivan


The majority of us went swimming (cant comment much on this since I didnt go) and came back at 10am. Had our lunch at Mac and went back to the chalet, where 10 people squeezed into a room meant for 4.


Woke up at like 5pm and went for some beach fun. Played volleyball, but the lack of a net made it fail. Next up was touch rugby, but apparently, it failed too due to improper understanding of the rules.


Contact rugby. The fucking game that made all of us LAUGH OUR FUCKING ASSES OFF. It was like one person rushing through throngs of bodies to make it to the end, and ditto that for the opponents. Basically, we were just pirouetting around. That, I would say, was the BEST sport I ever played. Nothing comes close.


After that was captain's ball, and boy, it sure was fun.


Went back to the chalet to bathe and prepare the BBQ. Other than the half-cooked chicken wings, the rest of the food was great.


Enter an argument in between (elaborated later) and the rest of the time was stoning. Went to sleep at around 1am while some guys went out (not sure what).


Packed up and left this morning, which marked the end of an awesome chalet and a celebration for Jason.



Our present for Jason

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!


The first things I did went I reached home was to change and head for the bubbletea shop. Missed drinking that for 3 days. After that was sleep to 8 at night and here I am.


I've got this paragraph dedicated to you, Kenny chow rui en. You do not speak that way to a friend, if you do consider me one. You do not fucking say,"I don't have to explain that to you. I talking to Ivan." And shrinking away when you had a taste of your own medicine. Treat others like how you would like to be treated. You do not fucking speak to me that way, if you do not want to fucking be spoken to that way. If you do not want to talk to me, do not even invite me to go for a walk then. If you do, then please show it. I would have given you a dislocated jaw if not for that you used to be my friend. Goodbye.
p.s You should evaluate your fucking mouth.


So more or less, a great weekend.

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