Over the weekend, I had a good share of first-times.

For the first time, I went to Old Changi Hospital, or OCH in short. By far the spookiest and eeriest place to be despite the fact that it was broad daylight when I was there. And I played hide-and-seek there. I was really excited at first, everything was like wow! wow! wow! no matter which room I entered.

But then when we were there for some time, I just felt that I want to get out of the place. It's way too spooky and I just didn't feel like staying any longer. Then the thought of going there again at night turned from "Yeah! Let's do it!" to "Hell no!".

Well, I guess I thought about much better things to do and in the end, I did do much better things and didn't have to face that awful place. So, for the first time, I was at a karaoke session.

It was at Party World KTV at Loyang Point.

I can never, ever, EVER!, make it at singing. It was so embarrassing that I only knew English songs and more embarrassing that people I wasn't really familiar with had to hear my atrocious singing voice. To me, it's like croaking instead. Like a toad with a sore throat croaking away with occasional hiccups and really thick skin to go with.

But hell! We were all there to have fun and I guessed that's all that mattered, even if we were the worst singers. At times, it sorta became like a rock concert, which I really liked. Then 3 hours just flew past and I wished I could've stayed on longer.

I'm like super duper, ultra, ecstatic duringthis weekend. I've never crammed so much fun into any weekend. But it's all kinda exhausting too. I'm way behind in achieving my sleep quota and the healthy diet thing is getting out of hand.

Still, I'm having fun!