New MyKad!

Went down to Jabatan Pendaftaran Negara this morning at 10am. When I walked into the Department of Registry, the queue to obtain a number was long. Really, really long. I could imagine there were about a hundred of them in front of me. Time passed slowly, as the line inched it's way to Kaunter 17. The little girl toddler behind me was kicking me (accidentally I hope) whenever her father carried her. Turned around, looked, gave a sweet smile. The little girl's sooo beautiful. But that doesn't give her the right to kick me. But then again, these were the things that would occupy one's mind when he/she she is uhm, mindlessly queuing. Never mind. Crap.

Almost 35 minutes later, I got my number. A quick glance at the board. Number being called now is 4191. And my number? 4273. Should I wait around or should I go downstairs to walk around and check out stuff? Hmm. Looked around and found a place to sit and wait. Approximately 20 minutes later, my number was called. placed my thumb on the scanner and everything's done! Whee~ A quick check of my particulars and a look at the photo. Urgh. I. looked. fat. and. pale. *Now I know what you mean by looking haggard on that day, dear. :) It's captured on my IC. Sighs.

So yay. Highlight of the day. Going out for dinner with chums later. Whee~.

Excerpts

From The Little Prince:
"...She cast her fragrance and her radiance over me. I should never have run away from her! I should have guessed at the affection behind her poor llittle tricks. Flowers are so inconsistent! But I was too young to know how to love her."

Lovely book. Lovely story. Almost like Life of Pi, but more poignant. More delicate.

Some updates

1. I cut my hair...finally! Not much of a difference though. Just a few inches shorter than the previous one.
2. Bought 2 lovely books yesterday. The Little Prince and Roald Dahl's Treasury. I know I know...a bit late to read these books, but they are lovely, nonetheless.
3. Uhm, that's all. Hee.

OH.

Merry Christmas to everybody. God bless you. And me. Oh God, get me out of this depression.

Memories

I remember a year or two ago, I had a beautiful Christmas-y layout designed and done by Rachel. Thanks to you dear.

And I remember just last year, we had a wonderful gathering in Wee Lee's house, not much of gift exchange or booze, but more of fellowshipping and catching up with each other. Almost everybody we knew from RIB attended the gathering. Nadia, Rach, Siaw Ling, Shing Yeong, Hui Yuin, Chuan Yaw, Wee Lee, Val, Vince, LY and myself. (Did I miss anybody out?) And I could remember ourselves just talking throughout the night, seeing each other doze off and waking up to each other's morning breath. Heehee.

And I could remember the decorations in Orchard Road just before Christmas two years ago. Before I came back home for holidays. It was so beautiful just strolling down from Plaza Singapura all the way to Orchard MRT. Lovely.

And so many more memories. I force myself to remember. Because I'm so afraid that I might forget. And to forget the happiest moment? Those exciting times? I keep them all in my mind. I write them down in my diary even. To make myself remember. How is it like to have those feelings, how is it like to be able to experience all these emotions, how is it like to be who I am.

Fotopages

Some photos up on my fotopage. Click here. And you Victorians, stop smirking!

Pi Pa Gao

And did I mention that the above medication does wonders to our throat and voices? They really should sponsor us for the next trip. Hah.

Sick.

I am sick and slightly feverish. And I want YOU home with me. Shucks. I'm missing you incredibly a lot right now. How am I suppose to go around my house and around KL without having every inch reminding me of you? How difficult it is to even have wan ton mee. SIGH.

I know I'm supposed to blog about my Genting competition, but I really am not in the mood to do so. And I'm so sorry dear, that I'm unable to talk more due to my overused voice. I really have so so much to tell you. The atmosphere, the fun, the packed schedules etc. So much to do and yet, so little time.

I miss you. I really do.

Choir competition

I'm too tired to blog actually. Came home today and immediately went out shopping with Mom. Walked around the shopping centres in a daze. I believe I looked like a zombie. What with the puffy eyes and dark rings under my eyes. I look haggard. Bad shape. SIGH.

Anyway. The competition. It was GREAT! We won an award. And yesh, had fun. Will elaborate on those later. Goodnight.

Hello there

I've been back home for more than 24 hours. Had so much in mind, and so many things to blog about. This is gonna be a long post I think. Shall try to keep it brief. :)

Well, left Singapore at 11am yesterday (Saturday) and reached Malaysia at about 12+. Nothing much really, just that when the bus went past this stretch of road, a fat man in his late forties (I presume) walked out of his Mercedes Benz towards the grassy patch at the road shoulder. And woah, he just dumped a piece of newspaper and some crumpled-up stuff onto the grass! Now, for all these while I have read about Singaporeans being really ugly across the causeway. But I sort of half-believed it. And well, the little incident just showed how nice and caring and courteous these people are. I know I am making a judgment based on one incident. But that says a lot doesn't it? I must say the education system is successful! In producing hypocrites. Nah nah nah.

Anyway. Went to Riverdance today. Wonderfully superb! The energy of the dancers never fail to thrill me even though I've watched it more than 5 times on VCD/DVD and now, the real thing. Wonderful wonderful. My favourite is still the flamenco dancer. Her movements, so enchanting, so fluid-y. And her expressions (though I'm seated too far to see anyone's face, but I imagine. Heh. Anyway, her body language tells it all.) set the stage on fire. And I could feel every bit of the music flowing through me while watching her swirl and twirl while she moved her arms around fluidly. Grace. Yes. She has grace. Incredibly amazing to watch. The way she swung her skirt in ways to complement her dance. Wonderful. Now I want ot do flamenco. Darned NUS has mugger subjects for their General Education Modules. Life would be so much more interesting if they have yoga or horse-riding or scuba diving or vocal classes. Cheh.

Anyway, the show was good. But the audience suck. Although being told explicitly that flash photography is not allowed, there were still flashes going around the stadium. Dumb-asses. And that pissed me off. Made me wanna go up to those people and strangle them. It's like, hello? this scene is meant to be dark! And the flash just killed the effect. Stupid no-brainers. And oh, those people that tried to bring food in. There's this chinaman couple, they brought in drinks. And the usher (Good job you people!) disallowed them to enter the stadium. So what they did was stand at the door and finished their drink. Geez.

Am going off to Genting Highlands tomorrow for choir competition. It's held together with the 21st Century International Choral Festival. So it's an international choir competition. So I guess this might be the last update for about a week. Will be back on the 19th! Don't miss me too much. *grin*

Freakin' loooooong day

Hallo all. Time for me to rant again. *grin*

Woke up early at 7.30am to check out a friend's room to put my belongings. Met GreenLamb. And oh dear, he's polka-dotted. Immediately, I screamed (ok, maybe not screamed, but exclaimed) that he has chicken pox. After showing me the said room, he went his way to the clinic and I went back to sleep.

At 9.30am, call from GL telling me that he indeed has chicken pox and will be referred to Tan Tock Seng Hospital (TTSH). Can't really do much, but to offer to bring his stuff to the hospital. And was told that he'll give me more details later. Alrighty then. Back to packing and preparing the room for inspection.

At 11.30am, room check was done by this clumsy and lazy person. Haha. And I was depleted of SGD120 due to this holiday stay. SIGH.

12.00noon. Time to bathe and get ready to go out. Had lunch at 12.30 and went with HF to Plaza Singapura.

Walked around the place, and bought lots of stuff. In the mean time, been receiving messages from GL telling me of his "progress". So well, stuff I bought: a cardigan (yay!), some stuff for Mom from Spotlight, hair accessories, and a dream catcher. Lovely time walking all over. Am beginning to feel tired. Time check: 4.30pm. Time to make our way to Communicable Disease Centre (CDC) where GL is warded. (Forgot to ask whether he went there on an ambulance!)

5pm. It was raining. Got off the correct bus stop but went towards the wrong direction. Ended up entering this other "wing" of CDC which holds the TB Control Unit *gasp* and some Contact Clinic. Whipped out handphone quickly to message GL to ask where he is. Ooh. Someone coming towards us. Asked him and made our way there again. To the wards, that is.

Found GL! Yay. He's fine and all...looking good too. But feeling lonely I can see. He was kinda hoping that we would stay a little longer (I think). But well, gotta rush!! Visiting hour ends at 8pm! Got his room keys and we rushed back to PGP on a cab.

6.30pm. In GL's room, looking for the things he need. Laptop, mouse, charger, clothes (underwear too! Heehee. OKOK. I am being sick :P), facial wash etc etc.

6.45pm. Where is the cab? Hmmphf. Shall walk to the main road.

7.00pm. No sign of a not-hired cab.

7.30pm. Shall just go to Buona Vista MRT to try my luck. S***!! There's even more people there! Ah, I see a cab coming. Went up to 3 lovely ladies and told them that I need to get to the hospital fast. Nice ladies let me cut their queue with more than 20 people behind them. Whew.

7.55pm. Reached CDC! Whee~ Would really loved to sit and chat with GL. But the darned visiting time will end in 5 mintues! SIGH.

And 9.15pm. Finally back in the comfort of my room. How I wish to plop on the bed to sleep. But no!! Too many things left unpacked

And now, 11.49pm. I'm still typing while waiting for my clothes to dry.

A thought

Have you tried yawning and drinking at the same time? Heh.

Something interesting, something stupid

Yesterday I went out to fix my Mac. On the way back, I decided to stop by Clementi to pick up some essentials. So on the way there, a lady with a young girl stopped me to do a survey for them. And of course, not wanting to conned, I asked them where they come from and what is their purpose of doing a survey. So, blahdeblah...They told me they're from a church and they are just interested to find out what people think of Christmas. And of course, I filled up the survey form pretty quickly, ticking all the "right" answers. And then, she asked me, "How do you know the real meaning of Christmas?" And I reluctantly went, "Well, I'm a Christian too."

The point of the story is, I'm putting up a very good act at tricking these people into thinking I'm a real Christian. But the thing is, I have gone past it. I am not interested in all the things Christians do anymore. In short, you can say that I have lost my love for Jesus. I realise things aren't that simple. How naive I was, back in Form 2, to think that everything will be fine and that my life will change if I believe in this entity called God, which is also known as Jesus. And truly, my life did change. I became a different person. Leadership positions just dropped on me like nobody's business. And the amazing thing is, I could handle everything - being a leader, going for piano and ballet lessons, topping my level in school.

But things changed when I stepped into Singapore. I still doubt my decision made 5 years ago. Well, yeah, it's time to snap out of this and look at the bright side, you say. And yes, I must say I do. Without this opportunity, I would still be stuck in my mediocre thinking, having no push or desire whatsoever to achieve beyond what I can do. And without this opportunity, I may not even manage to pursue something I'm interested in. And of course, finding this someone I love.

But I cannot forget, this other side that I have lost. I have lost my spontaneity. I have lost my trust in people. I have lost everything that I was before I came to Singapore. I was a different person then. And it is hard. To go back home everytime and meet my friends. I feel a compulsion to put on a mask. To pretend that I am still the same goody-two-shoes, the-amazing-one. How I wish one day I can shed all of that. And just be who I am.

And this God, that says He will be with me all the time seem to be having a ball putting me through disappointments after diappointments. People say, one way to grow is to go through hardships and tribulations. How true. But I don't like the way I turn out to be. I am not a better person. Maybe because I have responded negatively. But right now, it's hard for me to turn back. I really tried. But I HATE the superficiality in Singaporean Christians. That's why I keep hopping around churches. URGH.

:)

Woke up in the morning to a bright and sunny morning! Thinks to myself, "Yay. Sunny day! A new day! What am I gonna do. Hmm..." Then proceeded to brush my teeth and pee. Sat down with a mug of chocolate and switched the computer on to check my mail. Hummed to myself and "Oooh, darling's online!" Yay.

THEN.

The sun became furious. It got hotter and hotter and hotter. I could just feel the heat rising from the floor. Made me want to go naked. Argh. The heat.

4.30pm. Time to go for choir practice. Looked at the sky. "Eh, it's only 4.30 but it sure looked like late 6pm." And at 5.05pm, WOOOOOSH, it rained. And it is still raining now.

It better stop raining coz I wanna go out tomorrow. *pout*

Anyway, I have resorted to the most boring topic ever. The WEATHER. I'm bored!!!! *yawn* Can't wait for Genting.

The Choir, despite despising it initially, have changed my perspective on things somewhat. I feel a sense of belonging now. By going for this competition, I am carrying the name of the uni. The place where I get my first degree. The place where I probably will meet my future spouse (Heh.). And I guess no matter how much I hate this place, I will be here for at least 3 more years. So I might as well learn to like it. And make myself belong to this place. Though the thought of being an alumni of this place still disgusts me. Urgh.

*GRIN*

Macky went to the dentist today. And his teeth is beautifully restored. Though the attachment to the root is pretty weak, I must say. So gotta be gentle. Hee.

Rain. BAH.

It was raining last night, it was raining early this morning and it IS still raining NOW. Johnson Goh. You are in trouble. Now I can't get my Mac's broken tooth fixed. :(

Book

Spent most of today reading this book I borrowed from the library. The Devil Riding by Valerie Wilson Wesley. The verdict? Lousy mystery book. People appear out of nowhere and somehow they contribute to the story. Like hello? A "Prince Charming" appearing at ALL the right moments when the protagonist is in trouble? Bad bad book. So. You are warned.

Greenlamb! Lend me Mort before I go home yeah! Wanna indulge myself in Terry Pratchett. Heehee.

Blog

Have not been blogging properly for the last few days. Was a little bit occupied in the mind and hence decided not to exhibit my thinking process. Heh. WHATEVER.

One day without choir practice. It made me feel so weird and slightly disorientated. I was at loss...as to what to occupy myself with. So I ended up sleeping, going online, munching on nougats, sleeping, going online, munching on cookies, sleeping...Then finally I decided to clean up my files! Reorganise the notes and throwing away the SEA notes. Mwahaha. And oh, I still have a huge stack of papers to be recycled. :)

What am I going to do???? Reading my own blog puts me to sleep. I'm such an unexciting person. Will be visiting the library later with pretty high hopes of finding a decent fiction that is not too literature-y yet entertaining. I'm just bored.

Saw my timetable for next semester. They suck. Urgh. Lecture at 8am to 10am, then another one from 5pm to 7pm?? #@$# What am I gonna do in between besides slotting more classes in? BIG SIGH.

Till then, bye for now babes.

Cancer

The grammar is appalling but some parts are suprisingly accurate.

CANCER WOMAN
When she is in love, she will act both ways. First, Shy and polite trembling to be near you. Second, Attach to you like glue and trying to be with you all the times. She will try to go home with you after work, or have every lunch with you. It is O.K. if you like her too, but if is is not the case, you will feel very uncomfortable.

She hates to be talked about or gossiped by someone else. If she knows she will be very hurt. In nature she is a shy type, except she has been influenced by some other Zodiac. She is not a brave or daring type, so if you like her then you better be the one who start first. She will not accept her true feeling (huh??), so if you like here you better tell her first.

She is like a musical note always change in tunes (musical notes don't change tunes!), so one minute she can be funny and cheerful, and one minute she can be sad and depress. Other people may think of her as "Over-acting", or "Over-reacting". Mood swings. Ahhh, familiar territory there.

When she is depress, she will go out and look for things to make it up. She
loves money (Now this is really odd), and thinks of having "Money" as "happy", not as "God". She will not look down at you if you do not have a lot of money, but she will help you make money, save money. She is not an extravagant person and sometimes will tell you not to buy her expensive and not useful gift.

She is the type who enjoy a long and quiet walk. Cancer woman also influenced by the "moon", so under the moon light she will be fascinating woman.

She has a constant fear for many things. She fear of not being smart enough, not pretty enough. Even if she is not fat, she will not be satisfy. Assuring her of her look would help, because she can change mood 4 times a day.

She is not stingy, but you will not surprise if you see she collecting old or broken junks. She sees that everything are useful to her. She will find a way to re-use it again some day. She is not a jealous type,but possessive.

The best part of her is that she will sacrifice everything for her love one with no limit. Don't leave her in times of troubles, she will never forget it. She is not a weak type, even she looks like one, Example if you argue with her, she might cry her heart out. Once you left, she will wipe her tears and start clean up her apartment normally.

She is a very careful mother and will look after her kids every steps of the way. If she is a mother of your children, you are at ease, but if she is your mother in law, you are in pain Mwaaahahahaha...I like this. Not to worry, this type of mother in law will not let her own daughter being an "Old mate".You mean, OLD MAID.

She could be moody and argue with you in many little things like many women,
but she always wait and want to take care of you. If you argue with her and disappear a few days, she will be waiting for you, but not for long O.K. What is "OK" doing here? This kind of testing is risky, try not to do it.

The Cancer woman need 2 things to be happy which are "Work" and "Love". She
can be live in a dusty house, but she can not live in that same house with
no Love.

SQUISHY!

This is sooooo cute.





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Banana dance

All the bananas in the world, UNITE!
Smell banana, smell smell banana
Touch banana, touch touch banana
Peel, banana, peel peel banana
Stroke banana, stroke stroke banana
Slap banana, slap slap banana...

Heh.

Never Been Kissed

Watched Never Been Kissed a few days ago and I was trying to remember the stuff Josie Geller (Drew Barrymore) said verbatim, but well, I can't. And I was trying to look for it and wheee, stumbled on it accidentally somewhere. Lovely.

"That thing, that moment, when you kiss someone and everything around becomes hazy and the only thing in focus is you and this person and you realize that that person is the only person that you're supposed to kiss for the rest of your life, and for one moment you get this amazing gift and you want to laugh and you want to cry because you feel so lucky that you found it and so scared that that it will go away all at the same time." -Josie Geller

The Next Survivor Series

6 married men will be dropped on an island with 1 car and 4 kids each, for 6 weeks.

Each kid plays two sports and either takes music or dance lessons. There is no access to fast food. Each man must take care of his 4 kids, keep his assigned house clean, correct all homework, complete science projects, cook, do laundry etc.

The men only have access to TV when the kids are asleep and all chores are done. There is only one tv between them and there is no remote.

The men must shave their legs, wear makeup daily (which they must apply themselves) either while driving or while making 4 lunches.

They must attend weekly PTA meetings, clean up their sick children at 3am, make an Indian hut model with 6 toothpicks, a tortilla and one marker and get a 4-year-old to eat a serving of peas.

The kids vote them off the island, based on performance.
The last man wins only if he has enough energy to be intimate with his spouse at a moment's notice.

Hello

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my dearest darling...
Missing you aplenty. Wish I'm there with you.

Funny!


Protector


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WOW.

This is probably the most accurate test I've ever done on this website.

Your soul is bound to the White Rose: The
Pure.

"I've been waiting in the dark for a long
time, shining my beacon of hope through the
shadow. If you see me, don't you hide your
eyes from me."

The White Rose is associated with purity, honor,
and chastity. It is governed by the goddess
Artemis and its sign is The Cross, or Agape.

As a White Rose, you are a person of your word.
You may have a strong moral code, but
regardless of your virtue, you always stay true
to yourself. To you, love is the most pure of
emotional forms and it's just a matter of
waiting for it to bless you. Some people may
say you are too idealistic, but it's only
because you don't want to mess things up.


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Sing-a-sing-a-sing

Been singing since 10am this morning! Wooohoo...and it's tiring. Really. Singing is more than letting air out from your lungs and allowing it through your vocal cords. Singing requires 100% mental concentration (or else the notes will go flat and hence go off-key), 100% alertness (so that we won't sing the wrong parts) and 100% physical exertion (having to bounce your diaphragm and control your ribcage while exhaling the whole day isn't very relaxing). And I'm so happy to say that we are sounding better and better! *grin*

AND! I absolutely love Alto. Had so much fun with this bunch of crazy people (somehow altos are very down-to-earth people, unlike the airheads aka the sops. heh). Each of us had like more than 3 tablespoons of pi pa gao today and while lying on the floor singing, we just burst into laughter. Heh. And all Altos are really high on pi pa gao...think we might bring along a few bottles to Genting to satisfy our addiction. And I think it's also high time for me to find out what's the active ingredient in pi pa gao so that we don't have an overdose of it. Hee.

Anyway, take care folks.

Tic-tac-toe. Hur.


You are Fresh Mint.
You are caring and friendly. You have a nurturing
personality and always help out a friend in
need. You are fairly outgoing, and always show
a friendly face. You truly care for other
people, and you show it. However, you may
neglect your own responsibilites or become over
involved in your friends' personal affairs.
Most Compatible With: Orange


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Yeah!! We go together, Rach!

*amazed*

This is absolute lunacy. They need to have their brains checked.

PAS man: Promote polygamy, not PC use

KUALA TERENGGANU: Promoting polygamy will do more to help single mothers than teaching them computer literacy, said a PAS assemblyman. 

Satiful Bahari Mamat said the state government should organise a campaign to promote polygamy to help single mothers facing financial hardship. 

Polygamy, he added, was allowed under Islam. 

“This is better than teaching them to use computers, which will be difficult for them to learn,” he said when debating the 2004 Budget speech. 

Satiful Bahari also quipped that Mentri Besar Datuk Seri Abdul Hadi Awang practised polygamy. 

Tengku Putera Tengku Awang (BN – Telemong) interjected to ask whether Abdul Hadi had two or three wives, but Speaker Datuk Husain Awang ruled that the discussion was not necessary. 

Debating the 2004 Budget, Md Azmi Lop Yusof (PAS – Bandar) urged the authorities to take action against those defecating on beaches, saying that such behaviour was detrimental to tourism. 

He also called on the municipal councils to build toilets near beaches to overcome the problem. 

Can't sleep

Ronnie was still a happy, hopping bunny. Her friends really love her a lot. And Mommy Rabbit is such a sweet darling to her. But she found out something. She visited Dr Cow a few days ago due to her perpetual headache. It was diagnosed as a tumour.

Well, Ronnie's still hopping around happily. And her friends still love her a lot. Even more maybe. And Robbie? Well, I have no idea. Heh.

Interesting song

Loose lips sunk ships
I'm getting to grips with what you said
No it's not in my head
I can't awaken the dead
Day after day
Why don't we talk about it
Why do you always doubt that there can be a better way
It doesn't make me wanna stay

Why don't we break up
There's nothing left to say
I've got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
Oh we’re not sexed up
That's what makes the difference today
I hope you blow away

You say we're fatally flawed
When I'm easily bored
Is that OK
Write me off your list
Make this the last kiss
I'll walk away

Why don't we talk about it
I'm only here don't shout
If you give 'em time, you'll forget
Let's pretend we never met

Why don't we break up
There's nothing left to say
I've got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
And when I'm sexed up
That's what makes the difference today
I hope you blow away

Screw you
I didn't like your taste
Anyway I chose you
And that's all gone to waste
It's Saturday
I'll go out and find another you
(Why another you lah? Weird.)

Why don't we
Why don't we break up
There's nothing left to say
I've got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
Oh we're not sexed up
That's what makes the difference today
I hope you blow away

Singsingsingsing

On the way to Centre For the Arts (CFA) this morning, saw this guy pushing a trolley and singing in high voice "Good morning!! It's great...*inaudible*" Such a great thing to hear cheerful voices in the morning. Really cheered me up despite the gloomy weather. :)

Bored lah. Want to do something...

Oh, slept very late last night and woke up so early. Only about 5 hours of sleep. Doing some stuff lah.

And oh, meeting Lydia for breakfast tomorrow! Yay! But I'll have to part with the glow-in-the-dark wrist support. :(

Jalan-jalan cari makan

Another tiring but fun day! Went to Geylang to eat and we stopped at 3 places! First, we went to this restaurant that specialises in frogs (yes, frogs again!). Was about to refuse eating them coz there was a huge tank of green, plump frogs exhibited on the front entrance of the eating place! Geli lah! But well, decided to be callous and had a good feast of frogs with porridge. Yum yum.

Second stop. Had long you tiaos and some soya products. There's this weird dish which consists of beancurd, salt, spring onions, RAW EGGS, and some ginger. Weird. And well...WEIRD. But the meat floss shao bing was excellent! Loved that. Oh, and did I mention that soyabean milk with raw egg is actually quite nice? Though my stomach seem to feel a bit weird right now...Hmmm...

Third and last stop. Plenty of tau hueys and soyabean milk. Some Crystal Dumplings and red-bean-filled dumpling. Smooth and silky.

So, that's a lot of food. Stuffed ourselves silly and we even wanted to try the famous beef hor fun. Woah...and of course, we took a little detour and toured around the red light district. It's amazing how many hotels and "apartments" can be squeezed into one tiny lorong. And we came across this lorong that has a lot of men crowding aroudn the entrance of the hotel. Immediate thought would be, someone's attempting suicide, but no. It looked more like a raid. Not too safe to hang around so we pretended and walked pass by quickly. But I still don't understand, there were so many men standing around! And they are uh, middle-aged...some ah peks too. If I were the girls around there, don't think I want to service old men lah. ANYWAY. Digression. So walked around somemore and went to have our dessert! (That trip was made after eating the you tiaos)

*yawn* It's late. Time to sleep. And 12 hours of choir prac tomorrow! Ganbatte ne! Oh, photos are up.