An Announcement.
As much as I would like it to be so,
That gorgeous girl ain't my girlfriend.
Yeah, it was a prank,
Some cheap thrill.
That is the Nicole I've been raving about since Roma.
And I'm currently very worried about her,
Thanks to the raging fires in South California,
And the lack of a reply from her.

Now for the seemingly long weekend.
Kinda stoned out at work today,
Thanks to 2 consecutive nights of clubbing.

Friday, Halloween.
Presentation of the pumpkins I carved (see Fridae profile).
Afterall, Jack Skellington is the King of Pumpkins.
If anyone really want to see all the pictures,
Drop off your contact and I'll send them.
Gave Jia hers at lunch,
And got a tea egg in return. :D
Passed Ming hers at Waterloo.
Went to Fulham to meet Christophe and co.,
And got stopped at the door for a long time,
Because Bald Bouncer felt I was underage,
And that I was using a fake ID!
After alot of tough arguments and nice requesting,
He suddenly smiled and asked us to enter.
?!?!?! - I don't get it either.

The best thing about Western countries,
Is that girls don't expect you to buy them drinks.
Everyone buys everyone to even out.
Ended up very whoozy after 4 rounds of Snakies.
Bid the ex-flatties goodbye at 11 pm.
Somehow ended up on the DLR,
And sending the last J. O'L. to the K sisters.
They couldn't meet me, and don't think they were awake,
So I hung in on their car window.

It was 1 in the morning,
So train services had ended.
Thought I would have to spend the night at the station.
Was chased out from the Canary Wharf station,
Just as I stepped out of the last train.
Quivered at the bus stop while waiting for a night bus.
The cold winds and rain didn't help the situation.
Hid in the classic phone booth nearby.
Remembered the ex wasn't feeling too good lately.
So decided to ring her.
Mobile wasn't answered, so I called her house.
Auntie Vicki said she was sleeping, and told me to try again.
I didn't.
Somewhere along the way,
I got up the bus which eventually came,
Intuitively stopped at Trafalgar Square,
Where I threw up berry-colored liquid & bits of potato,
Under one of the trees near where I alighted.
Walked in the cold to a bus stop nearer the square,
Took the right bus but stopped at the wrong stop.
Walked my way home.
Managed to cook some maggi noodles with vegetables,
And flatmate offered me some mini springrolls.
Slept at 3.30 a.m.

That was only Friday evening to Saturday morning.