Sunday, February 06, 2005

my heart ain't there for you to slit

Singapore Conference Hall day.

We were surprisingly pretty okay! The acoustic wasn't as bad as we thought it would be la. I thought it would be like the drama studio or something like that but it's pretty echo-ey. :) Our jap song rocked :D Sunset sucked cos I kept going out of tune I definitely need to practise like shit. Fanfare sucked.

I mean like duh.

Before that met gen mich mong for lunch in town and shopped a bit. I love my mambo shirt. If only it wasn't friggin fiftynine bucks. Gah I had this nagging voice at the back of my head to just buy the damned thing but mum would kill me so maybe not.

After cca went towning with mich and poor her couldn't get any size for anything she wanted. I guess now she hates mango like shit cos there was no stock of her trousers or the size of the skirt she fell for. Hoho.

And what we bought? The SAME SHIRT. The very very very VERY common one from freshbox which we saw on someone in the morning. And then after buying it we saw it on the salesperson at 77th street. Ah, what joy. Stupid mich wants to wear it on tuesday but I WANT TO WEAR MY DIESEL :D And that weirdo wants cclmmg to wear shades on tuesday.

Um, like huh.

Reunion dinner last night was crap. YES it's the time when all relatives comment about the length of the other child's fingernails (which is very long, mind you) and that wow you guys are so tall already woah sec three already ah SO FAST you were only sec two last year leh!

... Please la. You either say something that makes sense or just keep quiet about how we've grown and eat your food.

I WANT MY MAMBO SHIRT ):