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September 30, 2005

First, I have to thank Wei Tang. His blunder gave us the luxury of staying in his chalet without even paying.

Well, engin. maths really suck. But I forgot everything as soon as I stepped into what he called, a chalet. THIS CHALET IS REALLY GOOD STUFF! Damn it, 2 levels, 3 bedrooms and a whole lot of space to sleep. This is the kinda place we need for class and club chalets man, if you don't mind the boredom outside. See, there's nothing except Pasir Ris park outside there.

And so, I stepped into the kitchen, and can you imagine, a KITCHEN. Chef Bob was in there preparing a sumptuous feast for us. Maybe it wasn't as 'sumptuous' as you thought.





On a closer look at what he was cooking...




DONE. The Heavenly Fried Rice!




It didn't tasted as heavenly as we saw it to be. But nevertheless, some rubbish bin in the chalet still managed to finished the whole plate of rice.



We just continued to cook and cook and cook everything we liked.




Wished we had a girl in the chalet. Hmmmm...

After that, we had the Couch Potato Contest. Everyone tried their best to look like one...



While some failed to...



Blame it on Winning Eleven.




Yep, don't expect much more. Thats what we did throughout the night. Nothing else.



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