bay. lee. s

after a long hard week of full-on work, (and by 'full-on' i mean, 8.5 hours a day x 6 days a week, on my feet) there's nothing quite like a couple of shots of baileys to dull the pain.

introducing our very own...
BAILEYS PARTY!

the BP materialized when i - in dire need of a chillout session - came to the shocking realization (while brainstorming for fresh new ideas! *rolls eyes at own enthusiasm*) that there were 2 bottles at home, and nobody to drink it. hence, BP came into motion!

place: poolside at gen's balmoral bachelorette pad poison of choice: baileys, original and caramel party people: (cot - 1) + 1 = [cot - joleen] + gen = josh pp vic gen

sitting poolside either lounging on deckchairs star-gazing or being a participant of our in-depth conversations on life, love, work, relationships, marriage, our childhoods, past present and the future, dream homes (pagoda vs. pavilion), estimated no. of offspring, living with in-laws, the 10 worst reasons to break up with someone.. etc

you get the drift; anything that could have possibly crossed our minds at that given moment. it's not everyday that you get to do this... just talk, and in such a candid manner to boot, free of all the stifling/stilted conversations that often take place outside your comfort zone, around people you have not a shred of affinity with. for that alone, i'm ever so thankful, to have been blessed with the company of such friends. and simply, for being able to be me (around said friends).

as egotistical as it may sound, i cannot stop patting myself on the back for this gem of an idea! i simply can't imagine a more perfect way to celebrate the end of yet another week, and to embrace the coming of a new one. well, can you? we should make this a weekly/fortnightly affair. evil grin. now that the seed has been planted, i'm pretty darn sure the notion will catch on, if it hasn't already (caught on).

cue: changing of topic.

many a time, i wonder: why the hell are my friends so nice?

eg #1: jacky dropping by in the middle of a workday to hand-deliver (one of my favourite things in the whole wide world) famous amos?!?!

eg #2: josh picking me up after a long hard day, with some large chocolate chip concoction from starbucks in hand, saying he guessed i must be tired from work and needed a drink??!?

purely FYI: i'm notorious for my obsession with anything chocolate/chocolate anything

AHH i love you guys! thank you for everything. i promise i'll try to stop being such a grouchypoo and revert to being the tokyodrift-loving girl i once was.