Short Weekend

I’m going back to exile island in about an hour’s time, even though I just returned from there at 11am yesterday.  I had to stay back to go to the gym because I didn’t pass IPPT on Monday, but I did pass on Wednesday.  Although I had successfully cleared the IPPT on Wednesday, I was forced to stay behind due to the inflexibility over there.  I spent the whole day fermenting at home yesterday while keeping myself updated on Ugly Betty.

Today, I went to the crappiest sale of my life.  The Club21 sale.  It was just horrible.  The selection of men’s clothes and apparel there were just simply pathetic.  The prices were low, but the goods weren’t worth purchasing.  I felt embarrassed to be spotted at such a sale.  I was with two friends I made on exile island.  We couldn’t take it anymore, so we hopped onto a cab to Orchard.  I didn’t buy anything because there wasn’t much that caught my attention.  However, it was rather fun window shopping at the high-end boutiques which we obviously could not afford with our meagre “allowance”.  Lunch at Sushi Tei was lovely.  I gotta go now or I’ll be late for that diesel-stinking boat.

A Friend Who Desires Prostitution

  I have been completely neglecting this blog.  Perhaps it’s because I’m allowed access to a computer only on weekends or maybe because I don’t know what’s “legal” to write about and what’s not.  I really adore that organisation (which I shall not mention lest I get into trouble) that prohibits one’s function of a normal life.  I shall talk about a friend of mine since I do not intend to break the regulations by this so-called organisation that I now serve under.

  Apparently, I have a friend who doesn’t see what’s wrong with prostitution.  It (it is not an animal, even though it has sex like one, but it is my friend) claims that it doesn’t see why it should not get paid for casual sex since it is already doing it.  I’m extremely disappointed and disgusted with it.  If it is reading it and actually knows that I’m referring to it, I hope that it will change it’s ways and put a halt to all this crap.  What’s wrong with prostitution?  WHAT’S WRONG WITH PROSTITUTION?!  It’s about one’s morals.  If one engages in sex just for the money, one is lower than an animal (even animals select their mates, by the way, humans are technically animals too) because one becomes just like a dummy one can buy from a shop on the first floor of lucky plaza.  Anyway, this friend of mine needs help and I seriously do not know how to help it.  I cannot believe that I actually have a wh*re as a friend who is almost a total failure in life.  It is somebody my mother would ask me to disassociate myself from if she knew about it’s activities.