over
Well, the title has nothing to do with what i am about to write here. Just came to mind the word ‘over’. Nothing is over yet. I am still alive and kicking and fighting for survival. It had been some crazy weeks lately. Hardly had any stress-free day. My fish tank is properly set-up now. No more fishes dying. I now have 4 very naughty-shy Red Parrots. They say even numbers are not good. So, i have to get another five more to make it nine. Ya..chinese beliefs.
I gave up going a gig by reknown hotel costes famed, Stephane Pompougnac at Zeta Bar for Armin Van Buuren at Zouk. What can i say, where are all the girls?? ha…i guess the ppl who love trance had dwindled or perhaps a lot of the sweeties had gone to Zoukout in Spore. Nevertheless, AVB gave his best again to a full-house packed with guys.
So, today is Sunday and i am going to have a meeting at 3pm afterwards. Yep..on a sunday… That’s life for me.
