West Sidee...

Like any Saturday nights, many many friends will be asking me :" Party Anywhere babe?" , " Zouk?" ," Where ya goin crazy tonite?", " At Ice cold babe, msg if you heading out.."

Agghhhhhhhhhh... so tempting...

BUt... I have repented...by default.. due to fatigue of physique and monetary condition... heuheue...
Shit, I had to not go to so manyyyyyyyy invitations. I was in track pants and sweating like mad along town anyway. SO ...

So I went with KnockOut to West Coast Park and chill til the break of dawn, telling ghost stories, having sectarial debate which I had to be careful with and Political debate which we had to be hush hush with...We ended up with reallllly lame jokes.

These are Boy's:

What's a one eye dear called? ---------No idea
What's a virgin one eye dear called?-------No fucking idea.
What's a German virgin called? ----------Harvent Fugkerr

Uhhh..... Ok la.. made me giggle.

Awel's was so lame I can't remember..
ONe was like... what's the difference between nose shit and a cup of coffee.. Like WTF??
We completely bo-chupped him.

Mine made all of them want to go home:

What's small, black and punches if touched------ Mike Tyson's mole ...
Why Superman wears an S on his chest?----------Coz XL too big cant see muscle.
What's a small fish with big head?-------ikan bilis with helmet..

Shoosh.. they left after the last one. heuheuheuheue

I met a friend in West Coast Park who was shocked to see me :"Eh? Siao Char Boooo.. wat u doing here? Why u not at Zouk?"
So, this is the kind of perceptions people have of moi.
All about self-concept huh...
I must take note.