I went to catch Mr& mrs smith with Steph at Marina square after work yesterday. The movie was so hilarious and the plot so far fetched, but also very entertaining. I loved it,its like a comedy, romance and action all in one. Angelina Jolie really sizzles man, all pouty-lipped and voluptuous and oozing all those sex appeal...and so does Brad pitt. Both of them are really hot.

After the movie, we took a nice long walk from esplanade bay, past fullerton hotel,past boat quay where we walked along a stretch of road with filled interesting pubs where I peered into every single one and got a glimpse of Singapore's nightlife,thought it was all very fascinating, and finally took a bus home from clark quay. And don't know why, when I was hugging steph goodbye, i suddenly felt this tinge of sadness,for no reason at all. Probably bec its always hard to part and know I wont be seeing him for a few days. Man, I am so dreading D day,2nd july, where I wont see him for 6 long weeks. Just hope I wont make a fool out of myself then.

And finally,this morning, after being absent from the gym in God knows how long, I finally mustered the willpower to wake up at 6.20am to go, it took every ounce of self discipline that I possessed, but I made it...hah. And it felt very satisfying afterwards. After the workout,not during, where I would feel all toned and healthy..

And today, on the bus to work,I lost my balance and I fell on someone seated and the magazine I was holding sort of hit her or smth. Though I was very apologetic and said sorry many times, she just mumbled something incoherent, glared at me and made a great fuss of taking out tissue paper to wipe her cheeks, and gave me one last look before alighting the bus later on. That incident just goes to show how gracious singaporeans are yeah?