To the next phase

Yesterday was one of my army buddies' wedding. And so, we did our "brothers" duties.

Gate crashing. And i did my first ever pole dance. Recorded and scrutinised. I felt violated, abused and naked. I still have another "brothers" duty end of the month. 2 weeks more. Physically and financially drained.

Anyway, I was supposed to be at his house by 6.30am. And when i woke up and took a look at my hp, the time read 6.03am. He lives in Punggol. I tell you, this is the first time I changed into shirt and pants so fast in my life. Faster than army. Bathed, Dressed. All within 5 mins. I still managed to reach his house at 6.28am, notwithstanding the fact that I clocked my fastest speed ever (can't mention the exact value here, you never know some traffic police is reading this post)

The day was long. Gate crashing, photo taking at punggol beach, hotel's lunch (yah.. they chose lunch over dinner... better in a way.. at least it won't stretch until 11pm) and back to Bride's place. I was the driver of the day. Now i know how taxí drivers feel. I got sick of driving in just that one day. The whole marriage event ended at 5pm.

Rushed home to get washed up before going for a dinner and movie outing.

Angels and demons. I catch no ball.

May 17 2009. The start of our new phase.