Reluctantly clutching my Puma bag and adjusting my shades, I left
my house with sucha heavy heart to spent 3 days away from my
family.
At Costa Sands =)
It started off pretty disappointing frankly as I had dressed up and
all that, in the hope of THAT divine moment. But it simply NEVER
materialised. Once again, I was left to bite the dust.
Sucha cruel way to start of what was suppose to be a joyful
endeavour.
Anyway, here's the breakdown of things that occured; the moment
we shared pleasantries, till the moment they(not me) stank so bad
we just had to part.Heh.
1st Day
Everyone's eyes were transfixed on the tv screen as mini digitised
characters of Cisse, Ferdinand and what have you pit their skills
in the realms of the idiot box. Spirits were high as one by one
arrived at the house with knick knacks, drinks and toothy grins
of excitement.
At night, we set out to East Coast in cabs to rent our bikes and
journey around part of Singapore in the still of the night.
There were more than 10 people.
And did we have fun.
The sight of Sudheesh and Amin on the double bike easily
reduced me to stitches. The Indian Mobile I'd dubbed them.
We toiled up steep slopes and cruised down breezy downhills as
some unleashed their third eye to see the classic floating white
figures, and cabs with passengers one moment and none the next.
Darren, alvo and HR had to endure a painful night as they were the
only casulties, though minor, of the trip.
A road trip to remember; with memories never to be forgotten.
2nd Day
Was a relatively inactive day with only the BBQ the highlight of
the evening. Pigged out like tomorrow never dies and we
'pengkang' the foodstuffs even faster than you can say
octopussy.
Filled our stomachs, interacted well with friends tho some have
that propensity to be biatches and shared more than our-fill of
laughter.
3rd day
Nothing could be more interesting than relating stories of yester
night. Who snored the loudest? Who slept like a log?
Who kicked who, where?
Apparently, I slept through quite a turbulent period in the
house like a baby (cute) and woke up a fresher man.
Others were not so lucky.
Checked out and Wild Wild Wet ensued.
8 free tix were given out, so what the hell, 8of us guys
stripped to our shorts and anticipated what the
water theme park could offer.
Apprehension was high on my list as I had a phobia for slides,
water and more water.
In the end, I turned out to be the braver souls there.
Plenty of skin on show, sun to soak in and THAT one ride that
will justify the price tag:
The Slide up.
But they sure could do with shafts.
The walk up the stairs is a freakin turn-off.
AND ...
It would have been a whole lot better if she was there.
Just maybe.
Girl, gimme a chance.
Thursday, June 01, 2006
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