monday marist outing.

It was a gathering.
And it was really a lot of fun.

We cycled in the morning along the usual route: ECP>Changi>ECP. The difference this time round is that we have the luxury of time on our side; so we didn't have to pedal like a bunch of mad ducks to avoid paying the fine. I wonder what happened to spur the generosity of the Uncle to offer us 3 hours for the price of 1. Maybe it was due to economic meltdown. But then, wouldn't it be more sound to charge a higher price? Cause wouldn't it mean that there would perhaps be less cars on the road and perhaps, more bikes? Oh well. Just a random thought, but I have decided that my first car is most probably going to be a Mini. I wonder if it consumes gas like mad...

During the ride, we, which included Dewei, Weichao, Glen and I kind of lost sight of Jose and Ling Ken. Glen said they were making out...maybe he was just jealous. I don't know. I do know that I collided into Dewei but thank goodness, I was left unscathed. The bike was not that fortunate though. We reached Changi Beach after god knows how long and just stoned there and complained about our aching butts. My butt is still very sore. =| Jose and Ling Ken finally caught up with us after about 10-15 minutes or so and they wounded up playing a few rounds of bridge with Weichao and Glen and Dewei before we had to leave lest the dark skies became physical. The ride back was not that comfortable either. My butt ached like hell and I had to listen to the iPod to get distracted.

We saw a couple of road kills too. There was a cockroach and a bloated frog. Don't ask me why the frog was bloated.
Dewei then left for some event and his position was taken over by Weijian. Lunch was at Subway.

The initial plan to play pool was scrapped and we hit the theatres instead. We couldn't decide on what show to watch as usual. I wanted to catch quarantine but someone had reservations. Haha. So we ended up watching Bodies of Lies instead and played asshole tie-ti before the show started. I was king for a few rounds..not bad.
The movie was okay. But I shall not divulge anymore details; I didn't know the hammer was such a persuasive tool..

Dinner at the Japan Village. The food was mediocre but more importantly was the rounds of asshole tie-ti. HAHAHA. We laughed our asses off with each round and it got pretty intense occasionally. Colourful language was thrown about and..ahem. Hahah. Maybe that was why the girls on the next bench left so early. Oh. Whatever.