We interupt this haitus to bring you "The Adventures of Skanska"

"can you tell me how to get to ministry (of sound) street?? Can you tell me how to get to, how to get to ministry street??" *ahem* that's the theme song sang to the tune of "Sesame Street"

I am very very amused.

With just one phrase, Skanska has managed to spur my friends and i into a frenzy of activities. To the uninitiated, Skanska is the nickname for a girl in my school. Now, Skanska is a..... well... she's hardworking and all.. Problem is, she has a pretty low EQ so she kinda rubs people the wrong way sometimes. And in the latest adventure of Skanska, she wrote my friends and i off as "slackers".

Now, i'll be the first one to admit that i am a "slacker". However, to term urself as one and to hear someone say it in a rather insulting way are 2 totally different matters. But the thing is! Skanska = magic ! well not in a good way.. maybe like Harry-Potter-movies-kinda-bad-magic. Magic in the sense that she has managed to spur 3 friends (check out sherlin's, claryce's and vinna's blogs.... where's asilah??) to blog! Yesh! Claryce finally updated her monthly blog! hahahaha! it's like blog explosion galore now! talk about "Slackers Unite!"

Secondly, the mere comment has managed to keep me up till 2 am doing the best damn slides my professional practice lecturer has ever seen (Props to Vinna for working her magic on our slides! It's bloody fantastic i tell ya..)

thirdly, Skanska's comment made me attend a night talk which i had no intention of going in the first place..... only to find her MISSING from the night talk!!! grrrr and because i wasn't home to stake my claim on my mummy's beloved famous fried rice..... my sisters ate my 2nd and 3rd helpiing ( i told my dad to keep 3 helpings for me.. yes, her fried rice is that good!)......SOB.

therefore i must conclude... Skanska = bad voodoo magic.

In other news,

Dash went to the groomer's and his head looks ridiculously small in proportion to body. On the bright side, strangers are finding it easier to strike up a conversation with me as i walk him. Although, each conversation always finds a way to point out how fat dash is.

Ah wells! Moving on, my beloved laptop is back from ICU!! HOORAY! love is all ard indeed! :D

More good news!

Congrats to Claryce, Sherlin and Huili for securing a job at Ryder Hunt (Is that how to spell it?)! :D :D

Gosh. It's like we're all suddenly growing up or something.

oh well.. we'll always have sex and the city, bitching, IRC, the compuer labs, watching "dexter" in lecture halls and of course Skanska. :D

Love,
Mrs Davis