Like just now,

Joyce and I went out to clear our heads, because we were feeling like shit inside. That rich woman treated me to Chicago Steakhouse can! Okay maybe not treat, but she paid for it first and it was okay. The fun we had was better. (:

We stood in movie queue for damn long, thinking of what movie to catch. At first we were thinking of The Messengers, but I think she was really freaked out by the thought of watching a horror movie. HAHAHAHHAA! Didn't want to catch a movie for the sake of wasting time, so we went to The Balcony to chill instead.

Sex on the Beach was cute with a little cherry inside. Didn't taste alcoholic at all, and she said it tasted like medicine -.- which is good, cus medicine will taste like Sex on the Beach in future. We ordered nachos, and the cheese stuck to it like dried superglue. And there we were, watching an encore of a football match. Watched it once at her house, then watching it again there. Boring shiet. Okay joking don't bite me.

It'll be shikin's BBQ and chalet later, I'll try to have fun.

And till then, tata.