  Last weekend had been a productive one cos i made myself get out and do stuff. Ditched facial and shopping on sat and instead headed to the gym with terence for the first time after like two and a half months. Also managed to visit my brother and sis-in-law, saw I, Robot and Fahrenheit 911, and miraculously caught up on some sleep as well. Met up with shammy at the Max Brenner Chocolate Bar on sunday followed by her farewell dinner at newton's and boy, was it an emotional evening. Shammy's one of my closest bud since 15 and one of those friends i wanna keep for life and its just unfortunate how some things can screw up your life so much. Her final hearing's today and right after she will be serving out her sentence for at least a good 6 months and all i can do is write her letters to keep her head up.
I honestly hope the 6 mths will fly by for her. Sg idol last nite was a riot. It is beyond me how that many people on this island actually think they have talent, or, in the judges' words, the 'x-factor'. There was this nutcase who couldn't stop crying and then the psycho-looking dude doing his whispery rendition of careless whisper! But what got me laughing so bad i fell off the couch was the ricky martin wannabe who was prancing suspiciously close to the judges while stripping down to his obscene yellow trunks! Talent: -5 / Entertainment value: 101! 
