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Friday, January 23, 2009 - 10:20 PM
sore sore sore



Only god knows how exhausted I am right now. with blisters killing both my feet, it's no wonder I felt good while having soaking my feet in the warm soapy water for a long time.

CNY celebration was crap. I couldn't believe that it is that bad and wayy too boring. It's basically just singing after singing. last year's was better. much better. I can see that the Malay performing trend had just died and cheena are back to conquer. haha. nothing wrong with that but its sad to see so few of melayu power doing something awesome.

Class after which was normal. yay for me cos I get to take a long video while spoon was teaching which will be uploaded soon ya? I'm beginning to hate screeching Pontianak(you know who la) in class. such a bitch. She bloody hell have no right to say anything about one's fashion style and also about one's body type. C'mon la, she herself is like an ironing board only flatter. congratz to those dorks who managed to enter the bitch club by laughing along with her.

We headed down to the National Library supposedly to finish up on our arts. But being the kind of people that we are, we only managed to generate some ideas through art books as resources. Bugis street was alot more packed than usual. That's probably why I got separated from friends in the stupidest way. LOL. With kin-always-crack-us-up jokes, it is definitely an entertainment for the long journey.

Just when I thought that no one was at home because I had to take a looong walk from Anchorvale CC back home for my home keys, I realised that my home gate was not locked at all and BOTH my brothers were at home. NICE.

[more pics @ multiply]