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a potpourri of sense and feminine lunacy

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After a week of surviving (barely alive) without a mobile phone, i finally bought my new phone. Starhub's phone deals rocks my socks really. I haven't opened the box yet, because i'm worried that the resulting surfeit of bliss might actually kill me.



Happy birthday, Van!

*hugs* My dear sista-in-christ is a year older, but still childlike in faith and definitely a strong woman of God; someone whom i look up to alot and care for. We had a mini celebration for her in Essential Brews at Holland V. We chatted and laughed like mad (we were all high on fruity tea) over drinks and her birthday cake - a little tiramisu in a martini glass.

Okay so when 5 good gal pals get together, you'll be expecting the conversation to be revolving around uhh our emotions, clothes, favourite brothers etc...

But tonight we talked about:

  1. Headless chickens
  2. How humans can chop off their own head and die 2 seconds later
  3. Frog guts and how their heart still beats when you dissect them
  4. Senile old lady cooking two hamsters for dinner
  5. Ruptured appendixes
  6. Bird flies into the wall and dies
  7. Rat meat
  8. How Sera's friend went to get a pet dog and found a cute one in a MARKET in China. She paid for it and then the dog seller presented her with her pet dog in a PLASTIC BAG. In chopped up pieces no less.

Amen. I think we are pretty normal young girls afterall.

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