T.G.I.F!!!

Buerne:
From the pics, you would have guessed that these were the places I've been on a beautiful Friday evening. Gonna keep this pretty brief as I'm kinda shagged OUT by now.. it reads 4.56am on my clock.(This time cannot be wrong cause I've synchronised my notebook's clock to some world time server).

My evening kinda started when I got off work at the Night Safari @ 1015pm SHARP! Trotted hurriedly to my car and deployed Operation Superman(Change into my club gear in my mojo vehicle). Cruised all the way to Bt. Timah to top up my cash card-Don't ask me why Bt. Timah particularly- and then moved on to Club Momo.

It was my debut trip to Club Momo. Nothing much to comment about that place. It sucks in my opinion. And I'm a friggin' opinionated lad.

Barely stayed in Momo for a complete cycle of the hour-hand and it was off to Ministry of Sound Singapore. Munnnn... that place is cool man. Serious. In my opinion that is. But how bad can a place turn out after spending SGD12.8m on renovation works? (I think I got the figure right.. correct me anyone?) My dude Shayne(Club Guru) gave me a complete tour of MOS. I felt like some sorta tourist man. He showed me all the different avenues of the club.

And then...? NO MORE AND THEN! [Extracted from Dude, Where's My Car?]

I'm tired peeps. Gotta jet and hit the sack. My eyelids are touching my nose now.....

~out~

Scoffer:

Don't post half-baked entries will ya?! Lemme finish it for you. You didnt spend too much time in MOS because you promised to pick Jun up from her friend's place at 230am. But you friggin' left MOS at 245am and reached Yio Chu Kang only at 310am. I hate people who are late. Late-comers stink. Luckily she was magnanimous enough to forgive. Aite you bugger, no one can fall asleep sooner than you can. I gotta turn in too... Laterz!

PS: *Scoffs*

Falsified Fidelity???

Buerne:
And so, I got outta bed at 9am in the morning. Washed up, got dressed, picked up the package and drove over to her place. Well, she didnt exactly tell me where her crib is, I just managed to find out by myself. Don't ask me how. (FYI, I'm not her stalker who followed her all the way home.)

Anyway, I cruised at a horrendously sluggish speed(the word speed is incompetently used in this context) for I was feeling terribly apprehensive about what I was about to do. Was trying to dissuade myself utterly hard into committing a "felony". What operandi was I gonna execute??? [Slot the parcel into her mailbox] I mean it's just a simple easy gesture, ONLY IF she's aware that I know of her living quarters. I really don't want to appear #$%#$%... oh well...

I just didn't know how else to give it to her. I'm so friggin' fugged. .

Was I wrong to do that?

*coughs* *sneezes*


Scoffer:
Hey pronto! U r so right mun.... I fink u're fugged big time! HAH! I can smell watcha finkin' dude... U fink u did the right thang dincha? Din fink u'd do sumfing which u'd fink wud be bad dawg... *Sco-ughs-coughs-coughs-coughs* Damn..

This one goes out to Sam...

Buerne:
Dear Sam, greetings from the far east. First of all, thanks for visiting my humble domain and also, typing out your thoughts in the comment section. I was pretty astonished when I found out there's actually someone out there from the otherside of the globe reading my blog when it's been up briefly. What you commented is undoubtedly true... and prolly, bloggin' may just render the notion of being "The Chicken Soup For the Soul"? =P This stuff ain't new but is subjected as a novelty to me. Just hope that this vogue wouldn't impair so quickly... Laterz!

p/s Scoffer, I think it's fun being you.

Scoffer:
You jolly well know what's a blog for innit? It's just that you're not comfortable about letting your inner thoughts be known to the rest of your community! Well anyway, I would't be around if not for your sitgmatized taint. *scoffs* Facade, guise, masquerade etcetera etcetera etcetera.. are often the looks of life. That's what we reckon, but how often do we SEE people? As in seeing and not just looking... Do we HEAR people talking or do we LISTEN? I guess it is a lad's prerogative to take sides on whether the talking person is worth the stuff-u've-got-to-offer. Don't tell me not to judge cus everyone judges. ~out

p/s: Buerne, it's fun being me! Is it fun being you?

the Opening.....

Buerne:
Aite fine... Here I am, under the influence of all the other interesting blogs which I've came across, being enticed to succumb to the ownership of a BLOG! For all you peeps out there who already know that Buerne who indeed boycotts the idea of Web Logging, things might just take on for a change. A blog's cool and fun!!! Cool dudes and dudettes own one... and since I'm cool, I really couldn't find a pseudo-acumen to justify any non-proprietary claims! Tee hee... I'm just gonna go figure out how I'm gonna attach music to, BEHOLD......Another Blog! *Scoffs*

Scoffer(Buerne's Inner-Monologue):
Oh C'mon Buerne, you know it's sissified to blog! Nothing macho about it... So quit being a wuss! *scoffs* Hit me back,truly yours....