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Thursday, February 28, 2008
brace yourselves for the assailment of my chariot of updates.

chinese new year this year was,expectedly,lackadaisical.the flatulent display of whimsical patronisation was essentially necessary in pilferin red packets from financially commodious visitors.muahahaha.

valentine's day was spent dining at brazil churrascaria along sixth avenue.the palatable selection of gastronomically gratifyin meats,which included some surreptiously palatable ones like skewered chicken hearts,and luxuriant salads made this palatial buffet highly unsuitable for those who're gastroentrologically languid.check it out,folks:) http://brazilfranchise.biz/Index.html

the skyline around harbourfront,mount faber and sentosa was visually arrestin,as i witnessed with bated breath in the cable car,though i wasn't sure if my bronchial congestion was,for a larger part,consequential of my trepidation of makin headlines for plungin into opulent forestry and darkness in a cable car catastrophe.

the excursion to night safari was indelible for the sheer fact that it was ocularly debilitatin,havin to contort your optical nerves and muscles to catch a faint,even fleetin,glimpse of the resident creatures.this was,however,richly remunerated by the sporadic opportunity i had of hearin a real lion's roar.the magnificent and revered monarch bellowed a detonative roar that reveberated throughout the safari,leavin little for us to ponder why it was destined to reign.