YESTERDAY, 2007

Ho right(you read right). LESSON, the last lesson of the year! So VPEss(Visual Presentation Essentials) it was. I PURPOSELY woke up early to board the bus early to reach school early to get to the bookstore to but stuff but THE AUNTIE IN CHARGE OF THE DAMNED BOOKSTORE wasn't there. Zedzedzed.

We got the weird lecturer of Temasek Design School, Richard. First off he started with the history of this subject and started attendance taking, whereby we were told to quote our CCAs/interests. Gah don't we just hate these. I would be very predictable when it comes to self-intro. Standard answers to standard questions. "I listen to music, watch teevee, surf the net". There you SEE?! And in reply,"We all do that". "Yeah". "That's boring". Raises brows in indifference. Yeah, stupid answer i know, not totally creative for a design student. And oh yes, my CCA is Chinese Orchestra, which is only in name for we had somehow, failed to attend a single session and prolly won't in the future anyway.

We were taught to cut PERFECT squares of cardboard for the lesson. And after getting stuff from The Damned Bookstore, we got it working. I was practically listless and bored throughout the lesson, not making any effort at all. I JUST HATE CUTTING STUFF tyvm.

Class is over, A Walk to Remember: TP to TM. No, nothing interesting happened on the journey. Camped at Dano with LJS Combo 2 to share. Headed home at 2.30pm. And i claimed my FREE soyabean ice cream at CP yeahhhhh.

WIWOCITEH. Met up with P.O. at 6.30pm and saw her prospective husband HAHAHAHA. Ahem. Candy Empire, where we tried to 'outweigh' each other by 'downsizing' the stuff in the bags. We got a Rocky Road, Cookies & Cream, so damn sweet imma get diabetic. Saw Jiayi there tuhhzxszxszxzszsx.

Lord Evie finally arrived from her ECP reunion, and we walked around the place. And we get your point, Eve, that:-

YouhateStarbucks.
YouhateStarbucks.
YouhateStarbucks.

And...

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NewUrbanMaleisgaybrand.
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Okay.

P.O. the Busy left, and we retreated to SuperDAWG while comrades of Evie dined at Carl's Jr. We started with two and ended up with an entourage of eight. And up to the rooftop. SELFISH ORGANISERS omg. They intentionally made ONLY the stage left accessible to non-ticket holders. Selfish NOOBERS. So we set camp at some place further away and had our mini, private LP/BLG/MCR concert. Well there was a brief moment of 'high-ness' when we strolled over to the stage area and 'What I've Done' and 'Bleed it Out' came out, albeit the poor renditions. Otherwise, the world was dead. And so much for the fireworks. Noob fireworks. Good for those at Sentosa and Esplanade.

We had came up with our masterplan for next year--- spraying chili powder at the Darker-Skinned at Orchard Road. New Year's Eve, 2008.

And squeeze through to reach the escalators listening to the bad 'Inconsolable' so that you can squeeze somemore to the train station and get home.

1.15am, wasn't too late.


TODAY, 2008.

Rise and shine at 3pm. And set off to look for the SET SQUARE. HG Mall, failed. Popular sucks.

And braved Orchard Road. Got Topman wristbands at CUT/SLASH/SAW-throat prices. Do you know how damn shiok it was to see the red tag scripted with '$3' there? Harrrrrrrrk.

ArtFriend, the saviour.

And now I'm off to cutting boards. No, not noun, it's verb-subject. :]