| Current mood: | spooked |
| Current music: | jasmine trias- midnight train to georgia |
the weekend was great. was kept very busy and very tired throughout the weekend. went for bayern's launch thingy at sentosa, but stayed there on saturday in preparation for sunday's event. it was a killer i tell you; we reached sijori at around 4 plus, then stayed in the room till about 8 plus 9, went for a walk cum dinner at the ferry terminal and all, rotted somemore till around 12am before really getting down to work in the conference room. Besides all the prep stuff, we had fun after that, with the americal (or singapore) idols chad and edison singing songs non stop wile waiting our turns to bathe at 3 bloody am in the morning. By the time we slept it was around 4am, only to wake up at 6 to put the finishing touches to the soccer field. Oh well the event was filled with guys, but i only saw 2 eligible ones. Hah.. one's from the united world college- pwwwhoarrr.. he looked like the splitting image of the guy from the oc..and his friend looked like the pierced version of daniel bedingfield. then there was another one- chinese, really hot but short. what a stunner.. hehe everything was wrapped up by 6 plus then we all went to mos burger at ps for dinner. only to find out that edison and i saw the same black figure at our room's balcony; it was separate incidents ok. what edison n i saw was just a black shadowy figure standing at the balcony (we were looking through the glass door at the soccer field downstairs). just when we though it was someone, we looked again and it disappeared. at first i thought it was just my imagination until ed told me that he was it too. so i promptly died from shock. and then another incident was that the room had this long narrow-width glass window at the side of the wall with a curtain attached to the rod. At first when we checked in the room, the curtain rod was broken, then later when i went to check out of the room with wy, i went to collect the guys bags and found out that the rod was mended. thinking that it was the one of the guys who fixed it i just brushed it off. again, until much much later i found out that nobody had entered our room to fix it and non of the guys even touched it. gosh~ in otherwords, it meant that something was in our hotel room and IT fixed the rod. *faints* the sijori area is such a spooky place man. i remember waking up in the morning and opening the balcony door while waiting for chad to be done with his washing up in the loo, then i saw this huge black figure with a long tail running across the road near the soccerfield before disappearing into thin air. omg i mmediately closed the door and drew the curtains man. shit.... its so damn freaky man. 3 experiences with somethings aint good at all boy..
yeah sure i know sijori was an army barrack in the past and sentosa was formerly known as pulau belacang mati but then.. 3 experiences all within less than an hour!? and with this i remember the house on the haunted hill is just beside sijori...... omg.. ok i shall stop this.. its seriously freaking me out..
swalk,
me
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