the only thing of note yesterday was that I went to a pub. Not just any ordinary pub but a cheena one that had really cheesy muzak and the works. And four drinks set my cousins and me back by RM 56. I know, and they weren't even cocktails. And the waitress had to entertain the horny old men behind me...it was so gross. Now I really really want to go to Zouk.

I've been thinking about it and I really really want to pursue a career in fashion designing. Men's fashion designing. I hate women's fashion, they're so difficult and unnice. Any advice on that?