and i could also drink martinis everyday.
 
IN FACT if i could possibly devote a life to martini drinking, sushi eating, singapore living, coffee sipping, i would be happy forever.

last night was one of those special nights which pulled me out of my sorrowful reverie. starting with a sushi lunch and a bad workout, followed by a dinner of spice beef and Japanese (again) rice - WHICH we were chauffeur driven to BY the way - with Lyd, followed by getting beautified, drinking Alize on ice and watching The Hills (the stuff legends are made of), walking to No.5 (the beauty of living in Singapore) and downing lychee and apple-tinis with the wonderful companionship of friends, foes and strangers. watching reine break glasses on tom/sam. having brij deliver such a wonderful description of me, i declared it should be my eulogy ( quote quote quote shes scary…dig deeper she is nice…dig even deeper and realise she is a bottomless pitt of anger and bitterness…and ultimately all she will do is be all Mortal Kombat on you and RIP YOUR HEART OUT ). totterring back in my heels which lydia decided was not high enough. collapsing into bed at 2 and not waking up till 11 the next morning.

every friday should be like yesterday.