I defied my need to diet and succumbed to hunger pangs over the weekend.
Went on a double date with a couple whom we had not met up with in the longest time, Mat Ju and Aien



Didnt do anything much yesterday, more to feeding our faces till we were extremely full. Tried out the tortilla spaghetti meatballs meal (or sumthing like that) at Pizza Hut and ended up with a spread.




We had to rely on public transport to get our asses home. Took Express Service 518 and had one hell of a ride.

The bus was pretty full when we boarded. Aien went on first and was seperated from Wan, me and Ju. We didnt get seats so we had to stand throughout the journey :( And from then on, we were hanging on to the rails for dear life!

The bus driver was probably high on sumthing (cocaine probably) or he could be hanging on to a full bladder. He sped thru traffic, braked unnecessarily with such enthusiasm that got poor me flung across the bus (where the hell did he get his driver's license? Zimbabwe?). At one point, Ju nicknamed him Ah Prek. Had to hang on to wan's slacken biceps to prevent myself from being thrown around the crowded bus. Already, i was pissing of a few other passengers as i kept bumping into them and stepping on their toes. 

But Express Service 518 was really true to its name and thanks to driver's penchance for speed, i alighted 15 minutes later. Was so glad to have finally gotten off that blardy bus. Absolutely hated it. Aien and Ju made it home in one piece too! Hope ur weekend was better! Ciao peepz!