The Dictator

Am exhausted, so just gonna make this as quick and short as possible~

Rushed home after sch, bathed and had a mini 'i-don't-have-anything-to-wear!' episode, threw on my new throwover blouse(pun fully unintended), then cabbed to the mrt to meet Odie dear~
Lunch at this Jap restaurant at Ion was good. The salmon skin sashimi...! Still, i didn't get to satisfy my craving for good sashimi; the type with fatty streaks through orange, delicious salmon atop a perfect rectangle of sake-infused rice....
Salmon sushi. I needs it.
#SashimiJunkie.

Then we rushed to Lido, the tired pair that we were, and watched The Dictator.
It seems that the majority of American movies rely heavily on coarse, crude sexual 'humor', as well as slapstick comedy.
Odie and i were not much amused.
The guys on her side, however...well, they were merrily enjoying the show. Might i suggest that at certain scenes, much blood rushed to a certain area for the men?
Okay ,T.M.I, probably. But if you're a guy, you'd def love this movie, i bet. :p

Then Odie and i bus-sed to Novena and went off on our merry ways.
Batman Begins with her and maybe Sylv this Fri. Whoo, batman! Can't wait! :DD

Right, thus concludes this post.
Nights all! ^_^