on the way to the gym (oh the new gym, lets keep this one for later), i switched my little darling on. Seeing the familiar illuminated interface, i beeemed with pride and love for that ipod as much as anyone is allowed to love an inanimate object. Proceeded to select my favourite playlist. ...EMPTY.... erm...like..fuck it. Palms sweating, i pulled over and checked the other playlists. THEY WERE ALL EFFING EMPTY!
my whole world collapsed. there and then. well ok..a little bit exaggerated but pretty close. There's millions of awesome songs in there i dont think i could even find anywhere else anymore (and i cant really rememebr how i got them in the first place..kazaa?? limewire?..the good olden days urgh).. And my photos...oh my photos.................hundreds of them awesome
anyways. yesterday. holy Mary mother of God.
i went in to the toilet to pee (bear with me). Saw CP there at one of the urinals, he was gagging and was clearing his throat, obviously irritated by something. i didnt think much and proceeded to the urinal beside him. and then...the stench hit me like an 18-wheeler timber truck. wham!...up my nose. and i swear i felt my breakfast travel all the way up to my throat. it's indescribable. simply indescribable. rotten corpse is CK One compared to the stench. The doors to two toilet cubicles were closed. One of the occupants obviously hadnt shat in one whole year. Good God. I held my breath and didnt care if i had to die of asphyxia. I contemplated running out just like that. peeing still, dick in hand. But i bet bumping into Ann or Ngiow in that condition would scar them their entire lives. so...being the considerate collaeague i am (ehemm) i waitied for what seemed like an entire lifetime for my bladder to empty before dashing to wash my hands and race CP out of the washroom. We giggled like little schoolgirls outside the toilet and related the story to SM, who despite my repeated pleadings..refused to go in to take a sniff. oh well.
The New Gym. YOHOO...so i signed up at this new Gym at Island Plaza, bout 20KM and 1-hour jam away from office. I've had ppl call me crazy, having-too-much-money, siao, gila, and so on and so forth. but what the heck. I decided to try anyway. Yesterday nite was the second time i went there and i really had a good time working out. Afi taught me to use these enourmous and kinky machines that were meant to target different muscle groups in the body. The classes looked fun too! action-packed, loud music, lots of smiley faces and sweaty bodies! i would definitely join the bodyjam and bodystep classes sometime. when there's less ppl and i wont stand out like a freaking sore thumb in the midst of overenthusiastic
Oh and they provide free drinks too..milo!, tea, coffee, 100 plus (isotonic), etc. And i like the general layout of the place. with a spiral stairs in the middle, leading up to the changing rooms and studios and pantry, where u get to laze around and ogle at ppl working out in the studios and the machines downstairs. yippee. Overall, i'm pretty satisfied for now :) although the fees' a tad more expensive and it takes forever to travel there from home. for now. i'm happy end of story.
my car. someone scratched my bumper ...AGAIN! like the 7th time in 2 years. I have nothing else to say about this. I've bitched about it again and again and again. honestly i dont even know wat to say anymore. ppl r just plain dumb sometimes. They just find it too troublesome to reverse just a littttttttttttttle bit further before turning the steering wheel.

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Death of an electronic equipment used to be a simple "Oh, I'll get a new one". But right now with many of our things and much of our lives online and electronic, the death of an electronic equipment is a "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. My life is ruined!". Okay, maybe I exaggerated a little, but you get what I mean.
Wonder who's the poor guy who constipated one year. =P
we have 2 suspects k. we lingered at the cubes to see who came out!
Funny thing is that the exact same thing happened to my other blogging friend (who is in Nicaragua right now). She freaked out about her dead iPod, but apparently this is the fix sent in a comment: "You needs to be resetting it. It'll work. I thought mine died and it just needed a good reboot. Try this website to identify which kind you have and it will tell you how to reset it. http://www.reset-ipod.com/".
Other than that, I am in a meeting and am trying not to laugh out loud for so many reasons. The toilet story. The gym (are you nuts?!). The bumper (oh dear dear, I think you should just let it be for once).
There had better be hot girls at that gym! hahahaha :)
urgh..the ipod came back to life and went dead again :( derpessingggg
i cant let it be! bugs the hell out of me!!! help!!!!!
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