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Well, sorta. The arranged time was 6pm at Marina Bay, but by 6:30pm only Brandon showed up. Sean and I were on the same train without knowing it. Hehehe. Then Sean mentioned that Roman wasn't gonna turn up, and neither was Shaun or Anand. Sulaiman called and told us that they (Dan, Rong, himself and maybe Sheng) would be late, so Bran, Sean and I headed to go eat first.
Being a weekend, it was relatively crowded. So three of us started. Gerard called later and told Brandon he was on his way. Brandon was bloody scared of the hot oil splattering from the pan, so much so that I had to cook some for him. *grumbles* We couldn't take the pork at first, because we thought Sulaiman was coming, but when he called to say the whole group of them weren't coming down, we attacked the pork. Brandon himself took two huge slabs of pork. At least he cooked that one himself though.
But Brandon was funny, really. In a gross sense, sometimes. He had to make a lewd comment about everything I did. Everything had sexual connotations. *mutter* Like when I helped him get the margarine off his chopsticks with mine, he went, "Oh, I like the way you stroke my stick." Grr. And when I licked my fingers, he went, "Yeah baby, lick it!" Grrr. and when the huge piece of pork was cooked he asked me, "So, you want a piece of my meat?" Grrrr. It was really, REALLY bad. Heh. And everything that went on became a pickup line. GRRRR.
After dinner, Sean went home. Gerard, Bran and I stayed out, walking around City Hall and the area, talking, laughing and buying alcohol, before settling down at a spot outside the Esplanade, along the river. The guys played the guitar that Brandon had brought (he had jamming earlier) and we also talked to this woman who came to sit next to us.. She left soon though. As the guitar was fitted with a Floyd Rose, Gerard wasn't too sure he wanted to tune it too much. But what he said came out as, "I scared to tune lah, I cannot tune the E string unless I unscrew your nuts." and that kinda cracked us up. ALOT. Hahaha! After talking and playing the guitar, we went to get another drink at the 7-11. After that we hung around until four... and Gerard missed his night bus, so we hung around till six in the morning, sitting on the escalator and talking. Bran went on about Officer Krystal and Gerard about unscrewing nuts. Hehehe.
After we took a cab home (no more midnight charge!) I went to bed and didn't wake up till 6pm. Bleh. Whole day gone. Hahahaha. But I'm lethargic. 12 hours of sleep is too much.
Eurgh.
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It's just a matter of time.
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