t s u b a s a reservoir chronicle

Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Oohh, am taking a break from Sailor Moon. Their nonsensical english names were getting on my nerves =x Like what the hell is a Fire Mandala and Venus Love-Me Chain anyway? And their monsters are called Dogba and Minotauron and Udering and shit like that. Totally strange mix of english and jap.

Few days ago, I went to my first K-Box session at AMK Central! Super cool rooms they have (or maybe I'm just gu lou gua wen). Eagerly picked up mikes and bawled, but the crazy machine kept interrupting Jin Ning in the middle of her songs (strangely only interrupts Jin Ning never me or Amy hehe) and jumping to the next song, so after we got annoyed and requested for a change of room (which happened after the 5th time we got someone to come in and reset the machine, I think we annoyed them as much as the machine annoyed us too), we got what we wanted and were shifted into the inner labyrinth of lounge rooms.

Had a lot of fun singing our hearts out. I kept trying to urge the other two to get high and jump on the sofa. Amy was more reserved (and sane) so only Jin Ning and I hopped enthusiastically on the couch singing Cao Cao.

FYI, Cao Ge and Zuo Wen Xuan's Liang Shan Bo Yu Zhu Li Ye is lovely to sing to. Do try that song next time you go K-Boxing, I promise you'll feel like you're a good singer :D

A few days ago, I had this totally random dream in which Jia, Dev and I were the main characters. It took place in the kitchen of some home, that felt very like my own house only the west wall of the kitchen was gone and instead replaced by Jia, and Dev and I were sitting at the kitchen table. From what I vaguely remember, the conversation was about how Jia should write her chinese compo, and because we usually have trouble expressing ourselves in chinese, Dev was spouting sentences in english which she would later translate into english. I still remember Dev saying, with that priceless look on his face every time he's exasperated at ridiculous stuff we do but at the same time quite amused, "then say something about how the waters were high and he was drowning", and I very helpfully nodded along and supplied some additional beautiful phrases about the state of the waves. Then I was looking at Jia, and she was dressed totally adult-like, like my SISTER, and she was wearing this nice tailored formal pink jacket and I remember going "damn when did Jia get that jacket how come she's wearing such grown up stuff, huh?" and Jia had that "uh-huh, uh-huh, go on" face with a hint of that "ohmygod, I can't believe I'm listening to this" expression, and then I woke up.

And this is totally random, but I will always love Full Metal Panic more than ANY other anime :D It''ll always be my absolute favourite and it helps very much that Sousuke is sooooooo cute :DD

Lingga says @#%$! at 12:39 AM

Sunday, December 24, 2006

I was superrrrr infatuated with Sailor Moon the anime when I was in primary school :D I think I have like more than a thousand Sailor Moon stickers in total, and 5 Sailor Moon sticker books, and one Sailor Moon notebook and glass jar and even Sailor Moon pencils!

Plus, I used to think Tuxedo Mask was soooooo cute :DD Even though his Japanese name is a little too gay for me (Mamoru), but still. And I can't get over Usagi barely reaching his shoulders in height (Mamoru is a sorry 173cm tall, so Usagi is, what, 150cm? Sad, sad girl). Oh and because it's a 1992/1993 anime, everyone's dress has like five bows! And most of the girls are 150cm tall =x

Now I'm on episode 66, and there are 200 in total. So you'll probably be able to understand why I'm not blogging yet. I'll make it all up when I finish!

Until then, see you all. :D Merry Christmas!

Lingga says @#%$! at 11:31 PM

Thursday, December 21, 2006

One thing I really suck at would be cutting fingernails (I'm excluding toenails because nobody actually looks at them carefully anyway).

How do people get the nails so nicely rounded and smooth? Mine often have crazily zigzagged edges one. NOT on purpose. I really just can't seem to manoeuvre the clipper properly without shaking my hands or something. =x Just my luck to have bloody uneven nails (and I can't even be bothered to remove what's left of my chipped glitter nail polish! So unglam!) all the time.

And I chipped my thumbnail yesterday, there was this huge gouge that almost went into the inner nail but luckily didn't. So I had to first tear it off then clip it to make it look neater. Which didn't really work anyway. How ugly :(

JB has so many prom dresses at so cheap prices lah! Why did I bother wasting time to go to KL and scout and come back empty handed, anyway? :(:(

(I am whining)

So er, got to go to the post office in a while. My mom wants me to make a card so I can withdraw money from the mini-fortune I have in my bank account. I suspect she's indirectly telling me to use my own damned money and stop asking her for it. Neigh.

Am K-Boxing with Jin Ning and Amy tomorrow :D How lovely!

Lingga says @#%$! at 11:19 AM

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

~~Twenty~~ Three questions.

Why does blogger make me log in every single time I access it? Do I not check the Remember Me box every single time it appears, even though I am annoyed? Sheesh.

So anyway, why does everyone put photos on their blogs now, but not me? Because I have no camera and have a lousy camera phone? All I have is text =x I'm gonna lose all my readers if I don't do something drastic!

Time to blabber nonsensically :D

VJC! I can't believe I'm actually gonna be a Victorian for three months (hopefully for the rest of the next two years, too XD). I remember quite clearly how I felt the day we got our Prelim results back - not a single hope that there was the slightest chance of getting in. Worse, first paper we got back was Chem and I got some lousy B4 for it when I was hoping I'd get an A2 at least =x How totally depressing. But by some strange twist of fate and a sheer miracle, I managed my goal of 10 - 4 bonus points = 6 points. Just nice made it into VJ only, okay! Because this year they cut everyone with 7 points for PAE. Heng heng ah the temple at Albert Street there is super ling. I went there to pray twice so far - once after the prelims, for my results, and once before the Os, for me to make it through smoothly and for Merger/Sep to come out (and it did! Every O Level candidate in Singapore must be thanking me for my efforts).

VJ VJ VJ! Is totally worth getting up at 5.30 and three hours of bus rides every day. This sounds lame, but when I saw the amazing VJ video they played at school after the prelims, I knew VJ would definitely be where I wanted to go after secondary school life. Before that video, I'd wanted to go to VJ because of all the hype and how so many people I knew wanted to go there, but the video was like a deciding factor for me, this nudge on my shoulder that went "Duh, there it is!" I spent the first few weeks after the prelims mugging with the little VJ booklet resting against my pencil holder, and whenever I got distracted and lifted my head, I'd see the booklet with its logo, and maybe pick it up and flip through it for the hundredth time imagining myself as a student there, then start work again with renewed vigour (but after the third week or so my mom kept the booklet somewhere else and it was too much of a hassle to find it, so I just did without it hehe). It was my driving force.

(Er, seeing it written out in words makes me realize how creepy that all sounded. Never mind that, please.)

*clears throat* Clearly, if I do not make it to VJ for the Os, I will most definitely dissolve into tears. (Will go back to the temple to pray, but shhh, that's our secret, don't want everyone to go there and pray until the Gods have no time to take care of me) In addition, dear Gods, PLEASE TAKE PITY ON ME and put me in VJC after the results are released next year!

Lingga says @#%$! at 9:55 PM

Hi all! It's been raining almost non-stop since yesterday evening. All the fields and grasses are flooded and the ants drowned and dead :)

It's not my fault I didn't blog for ages. I had one entry on 14 Dec before my stupid computer hanged on me, and I had to turn it off and hence destroy the unsaved entry. T_T It was very long leh! About me testing out the bus routes to VJ with Kum Boon in the morning and then Jin Ning in the afternoon. So interesting also don't let me post. Do you know Kum Boon and I met Cuban (at least, we infered that they were possibly Cuban because of their big hair and skin colour, heh heh heh) tourists? They didn't know how to pay the bus fare, so the bus driver had to teach them to, and it hence took bloody long for us to reach VJ on 858, then 36.

Then Jin Ning and I tried out 55 from Bishan, and after I went to VJ for the second time that day, we went to the airport to sightsee :) Won't Victorians be going to the airport very frequently if they wanted to celebrate someone's birthday or something? It's like some mall-cum-transport center-cum-culture exchange center very near to VJC (Ha! RJC and the rest may have their Junction 8 and what not but we have the Singapore Airport! No. 1 in the world! And we see many cute ang moh babies! Beat that).

Anyway, something about foreign babies and kids. How come they seem twice as cute as Singaporean children? When I saw ang moh kids in the airport, my first thought was, genuinely, that little girl is so adorable! And she has such pretty eyes. And hair. :D And she can be crying and throwing a fit with a tear-stained face and I probably wouldn't even notice. But for Singaporean babies, I'm really sorry, call me devoid of all maternal love, but my first instinct is to bitch slap them when they're bawling hysterically. Like the crazy child living next door to me whose parents are rendered helpless whenever he starts wailing. If I could put down in words all the maniacal urges I've had over these last months to manhandle the kid, this entry would be R21. Seriously. HE IS BLOODY ANNOYING AND HE CRIES ALL DAY! And he's not a BABY. He's like FOUR. Good grief.

And the ang moh kids which I come across don't seem to cry that much. Or as loud. They're much more pleasant and when they're throwing a fit, they're throwing a civilized fit and saying stuff which makes sense. Our kids, thanks to a mixture of Chinese and English and dialect, bawl, say some nonsensical-sounding words, then continue to bawl! They don't make sense!

Oh yes, back to the airport. So Jin Ning and I were like, after A Levels come back and give guided tours around.

Oh and the next day or something like that (the chronological order of events is all scrwed up in my mind lah), Kum Boon and I went to Expo for the Nike Sale, and who bloody even thought that it would be so crowded there? I mean, the Adiddas sale Jin Ning and I chanced upon last time was quite lacklustre. This place was lousy with people. I mean line-forming-until-MRT-station-from-Expo-Hall lousy. After you managed to enter the hall, you had to make your way through the 10 rows of people queueing up to enter the merchandise area-

-boy, it's a downpour once again. Superb!-

-to look at the Nike goods. And the queue to make purchases was totally ridiculous, it went around the perimeter of the hall (around the hall!) twice. Luckily for Kum Boon and I, Jin Ning and her mother had been two of the first hundred to make it into the hall or so, thanks to them lining up to wait for entrance before 12, the time the sale commenced. So Jin Ning's mom had gone to wait in line for the cashier, and I'd told Jin Ning to just go around the hall and grab stuff for us while we were waiting to enter the hall. She did :D (I have really good taste in friends) Kum Boon and I didn't actually look at the goods ourselves because Jin Ning had already done it for us, and we just made our selections from the bag she handed us. Kum Boon also bought a pair of orange and white Nike canvas sneakers for 50 bucks, which is quite cheap. But I didn't have the energy to go scout through all the shoes there, and shout for the salespeople to hand me my size whatever, so I got a pink tank top for 20 bucks. Then I went home and tried it on and realized it was nothing spectacular that I couldn't do without. =x What a waste of 20 bucks. But it was just like how the girl standing behind us in line said, wah spend so much time waiting to go in, must at least buy something!

Then after that, Kum Boon and I went to the airport BK for lunch -.- Really familiarizing myself for those guided tours, eh?

Alright, enough with the airports already. Last Saturday, Jia, Kum Boon, Jin Ning and I went to Sentosa to play in the water and to sun ourselves. Sentosa on Saturdays is Family Day. Flooded with people. Luckily for us, these people mostly chose to visit other beaches instead of Siloso Beach, which we'd settled down at :D Slathered sunblock all over myself, but apparently not very evenly, because at the end of the day I got sunburnt in like random patches on my arms and shoulders =x How ugly. And I completely forgot to put sunblock on my chest. It's like furiously red, redder than all those other sunburnt patches because at least those had a thin layer on them. This patch of skin on my chest had gone into battle with the UV rays unarmed. Poor patch of skin.

We played some warped version of beach volleyball, did stupid stuff in the water (Jia couldn't remember how to perform the synchronized swimming actions she'd taught us in Sec 2. Sad!), watched the tiny silver fish dart about in the shallow waters off the beach (encountered this very fit and tanned man in his late 50s who came and jabbered about the fish TO us =x A little weird, but we all agreed he had once been the proud owner of a pretty 6 pack) and basically just chilled, ie, passed time without a particular aim or purpose, especially with other people.

Played Bridge too! :D And shared packets of beehoon and kway teow and Bonjour raisin bread and Ritz crackers. Very satisfying day because though I got burnt, I did become darker :DD

Another trip upcoming next Saturday, this time hopefully with more people :D

Oh yes, I cut my hair disgustingly short. I swear it was NOT supposed to be so disgustingly short, but the hairdresser seemed to have a very different intepretation of the word from me. I even told her like four times (once, it was delivered in an urgent tone of voice "jian chang yi dian" after two snips of my hair, because I was seized with an ominous feeling) that I wanted it to be longer and not so short. She took my longer to be the hairs at the nape of my neck, and proceeded to give me a boyish haircut for the rest of the hairs on my head. I wanted to burst into tears looking at my newly shorn head after she was done with it T_T and horror of all horrors, DID I LOOK BUTCH?!

But things weren't as bad as I imagined lah (at its worst, I was going mentally "yo, butch incoming"). It looks okay with a hairband in it to de-butch and feminine-ize it. I'm not going out ANYWHERE without a hairband, or else I'd be teetering on that fine line into Butch City, I tell you.

Don't scream when you see me :)

PS: oh shoot, I forgot about the chalet. Oh well, some other time perhaps.

Lingga says @#%$! at 1:54 PM

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Ahem. Excuse me.

AHHHHHH %$#&*@! Oh my bloody God, YES YES YES! *dances*

Lingga says @#%$! at 9:42 AM

Saturday, December 09, 2006

Sorry, I just really like this picture. Unfortunately, the original photo in Amy's cam is pitch black, literally, and this is the best Photoshop can do.

I titled it babehunkbabe.jpg =P

Lingga says @#%$! at 10:09 PM

Oh crap, my thighs are still hurting from the crazy "dance rehearsal" :D we had at school on Thursday for the juniors' netball camp. The dance Xueling, Nafisah, Natalie and Mas came up with was superrr cute. Superr stupid too, but in a good way lah, haha. Anyway, it involved a lot of squatting and bending and we must have reheared the dance at least 25 times in total. I will scream if I hear "L-O-L-O-L-O-L-O-V-E L-O-L-O-L-O OH DID YOU HEAR ME SAY" again. In between rehearsing from 9am onwards to 3.45pm we played a lot of Bridge because I, being an incorrigible gambler, brought my SIA deck to school and we managed to convert Syafiqah, Xueling and Natalie to become Bridge followers.

Come to think of it, our juniors are really super cute too :) Will miss you girls!

Been receiving a flood of prom pics these days. Amy sent me just a mere fraction of the gazillion photos I know she has stored in her digital cam from her takings on 23 Nov, but already there are like 40 photos from her in my Received Files. So good of her :D Looking at the pics really makes me want to re-live that night once more. To dress up glamourously and feel pretty and take lots of pictures and hang out with your friends (And! The! Food! Ahhhh). So obviously, it was a lot of fun.

Alright, so after that night we took a cab back to Nicky's house. Nicky's brother had his last A Level paper the next morning so we had to be super quiet, and couldn't play RE4 yet, hence we bathed, played Bridge, and put on Scary Movie 4 at about 3am. I had conveniently/stupidly forgotten to bring my specs, so Nicky loaned me his pair in case my eyes melted due to lack of oxygen and fell out. But his lenses were very scratched leh =x and it felt strange, so I spent most of the time short-sighted. So it wasn't my fault I fell asleep during the movie! SM4 is like SUPER LAME and seriously kan le hui bian ben (literally watch already will become dumb)... so I lay down and closed my eyes and eventually fell asleep. Hehe. I thought I'd be the only one, because the 4 of us had VOWED not to sleep and to play through the night etc etc. Then next thing I knew when I woke up it was 6am, and the room was dark and there was only Jia and Dev beside me, asleep. Nicky had, as we found out later, been disgusted :P with our lack of tolerance (apparently my conking out had led to Jia and Dev conking out one after another, until Nicky realized how come he was the only one laughing) and had finished the movie with the 3 of us asleep and had retired to his room in the end. Poor boy. So after waking Jia and Dev up, we went to Nicky's room to wake him up, only he wouldn't, so we threw stuff at him.

After the usual morning routine we headed out to the park for some fresh air along with Marcus, Nicky's little brother. We sat on the swings until it started drizzling, and saw 2 flies mating o.O We disrupted them and made them stop abruptly! Poor flies. Nicky hurt himself by flying off the swing and rolling onto the ground, and scraped his arm. So we headed back in the drizzle to clean up and to have breakfast.

Finally, we got started on RE4 :D The usual screaming/shrieking/hyperventilating from Nicky who is controlling Leon.

Then the game hanged =x and we played Who Wants to Be A Millionaire? on PS2! Bloody Brit-ish accent was a little hard to understand. We kept ending up penniless because they asked like super random questions? But we did manage to hit the 8000 pound level :) which is like 1400 pounds for each of us. Not bad lah hor. Then Dev's dad arrived to pick him up suddenly, to go register his citizenship, so we didn't continue RE4 and played Monopoly, and it was surprisingly fun until Marcus and I were competing to be the-one-who-goes-bankrupt-first because we kept landing on Jia's super dangerous zone with Mayfair and Park Place, you know those last 2 blue squares, she went to build 3 houses there, EACH, and every time you landed it was like 600 bucks -___-'' Plus, Jia the rich woman managed to get both the lighting and water companies, and you know you have to pay $10 x number on the dices when you land there. So she basically just sat back and watched the money roll in T_T

Then we ended the game (because Marcus and I pleaded with them to end our misery) and watched the last 10 minutes of The Amazing Race: Asia, and we ate chicken/char siew rice, and I went home to sleep.

Okayyyyy tired of blogging so next entry will be on our 4/4 chalet!

Lingga says @#%$! at 9:56 PM

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Alriggggght. This might be a little bit late in blogging about post O Level activities like grad ball and mindless shopping, but I'm sure I'll catch up.

So after the Os, we all became stupid. Don't lie, I know like me, you did too. I lost a few hundred of those brain neurones as they degenerated rapidly without active use. I can't do mental sums for nuts. And I couldn't figure out how to fit 4 passengers in a taxi once. And I keep mispronouncing English words... the sentence SEEMS to start out perfectly fine but tends to end up gibberish.

To disguise my obvious slide into stupidity, I went shopping with Jin Ning and Amy a lot, in preperation for grad ball. Because you don't have to sound intelligent/coherent when you shop. Just shriek and point in delight and discuss frivolous stuff, what. We saw so many formal dresses and gowns, the only things I could think about at night when I tried to sleep were GOWNS SHOES GOWNS ACCESSORIES GOWNS SHOES etc. The first two days of shopping, this was all very well, because I was excited and anticipating the perfect gown and shoes, but it went totally downhill from then on. For one, our feet hurt constantly (and when I say constantly, I mean every damned day), and it got rather annoying to keep searching for a dress. It became somewhat of a chore. In between then I went to KL and almost bought the exact same dress as Jin Ning, who got her brown halterneck dress while I was gone. I took no breaks on my holiday, I shopped continuously and visited multiple shopping malls, where chinese sales assistants kept trying to talk to me in Cantonese, which I know not a single word of.

The salespeople in Malaysia are super duper friendly. They offer their help without you asking. They're constantly at your elbow (I'm not exaggerating). It sucked. It was intimidating. I don't LIKE people hounding me when I'm browsing, or asking me if there's anything I'm looking for, or if they can help me with anything. Good grief, rest assured I will request your help if and when I want it. I mean, the salespeople there FOLLOW you. You can trace out my path in the shop just by following them. If I stop, they stop. If I turn left, they turn left. If I run, they run too! It got so ridiculous, it was funny, and I'd lead them around the shop in circles before I got tired and left.

Plus, I couldn't help comparing KL to Singapore. It is NOT like Singapore, no matter what people say. Singapore is cleaner and the people are nicer and Singapore is bloody hell a lot safer, too. In one shopping mall, we came across this old woman who'd fainted and was kind of spasming on the ground, with a huge crowd centered around her. There was a security guard barking into his walkie talkie. 10 minutes later, we returned back to the crowd and the old woman was STILL on the ground. No one had bothered to help her up and give her some medicated oil or whatever. The most disturbing thing was that the security guard and 3 middle aged women (presumably shop owners) were LAUGHING, gesturing at the helpless old woman and obviously making fun of her.

The old woman is chinese and the guard and the 3 women are malay. In a taxi I later took, the chinese taxi driver blatantly expressed his dislike for the malays and their special privileges, and then proceeded to say some nasty stuff about them. Racial harmony there seems practically non-existent.

But the trip was good for 3 things: one, I got 2 pairs of fabulous shoes (cheap too). Two, I finally got Twilight, the last book in the Mediator series which I have been searching for for 2 years, and Queen of Babble, which is not in Singapore yet, I think. Three, I got She's the Man original DVD at Borders for like 6 Sing dollars.

Back to Singapore. More mindless shopping! It was about 2 days before grad ball and I still hadn't yet found my gown. I trudged through Orchard Road and at the end of the day, resigned to fate and went back to Marina Square, to the first shop I had gone into on the first day of shopping, and took the first dress I'd seen. I'd insisted rather righteously that I was not going to wear black, black was so common, and no way was I gonna be caught in some black dress for grad ball.

Ha-ha. Heaven makes sport of man. I wore black eventually.

My shoes were gorgeous brown open-toed pumps that added 6cm to my height. Teeheehee. Got them in KL for a steal, think in Sing dollars it's about 19. I'd wanted to pair gold with black lah, for my dress, but since my gold shoes had no heels at all, I went for some sort of a brown/bit of gold/black combination.

Kum Boon, Amy and Jin Ning came over to my house to prepare for the dinner at Grand Hyatt. We watched She's the Man and painted our nails. Things became a little eventful from then on. I kicked my slippers accidentally and my little toe on the left foot started bleeding. Consequently Amy kicked the bed in her new, just-bought-yesterday-at-Bugis black pumps and the heel of the right shoe broke. We tried to piece it together with super glue but it wouldn't hold very well, but as we were almost late for the salon appointment we had to leave my house for Bishan in a taxi. Jin Ning and Kum Boon suffered massive blisters on the way from the third floor (on which I live) to the ground floor to hail a taxi. Amy and I balanced precariously on our really-quite-high shoes; her because the heel was unstable, me because I am clumsy.

Things did not let up. We had trouble finding the salon! And everyone at the hawker centre bloody stared rudely as we stumbled by, uncomfortable in our gear. We stopped to get super glue for Amy's shoe and everyone except me bought black flip flops because their feet were in agony (mine were surprisingly okay). Then we found the salon, which was dingy and looked like it had seen much better days, and there was only one make up artist to make up 11 people. Amy, Jin Ning and I blanched (subtly) at the girls from school who already had their hair done, for they looked like they came from a getai concert in the 80s. They looked fucking hideous - we dismissed the notion of doing our hair immediately. The makeup was over dramatic and way too loud. We began to wish we'd simply settled down at home with Jin Ning's makeup set instead. Plus, no one else in the surroundings offered makeup services.

I got made up, but told the nice Indonesian (!) makeup artist lady to go VERY easy on the makeup. She had only one shade of pink lipstick and it was like hot pink -___- Her reds were flaming so it boiled down to the hot pink eventually.

And eventually, we made it to Grand Hyatt. It was fun to strut in like we belonged :) AMK Sec was holding their grad ball there too, but as quite little people attended they got a very tiny ballroom (Jia and I went to peek; I opened the door and banged into someone, afterwhich we both ran away squealing in a very mature way). We got the really big one with a very posh reception area and a mirror everywhere you turned. It was rather surreal, we felt extremely grown up and took lots of pictures of one another in our finery :)

Dinner was absolutely fantabulous. Grand Hyatt's prawns are fresh, plump and juicy (!!!!!!!!!!! *dances in joy*) I lost all shred of dignity the moment I picked up a plate, and went to squibble with the rest over the buffet selections. There was steak, ham, duck and chicken meat, seafood and the DESSERTS, my God, strawberry cheesecake and chocolate brownie cakes and mango mousse! Yummy.

Oh oh, I remember something funny. I'd taken 5 pieces of cheesecake for the girls at our table, one each of course, then when I wanted to start on dessert I realized there was no more cheesecake on the plate. Jin Ning had one which she had taken from the buffet for herself, but it turned out Amy had eaten 3 (three!!!) pieces and Jia had gone for seconds. So I shared the very delightful cheesecake with Jin Ning, who couldn't stop raving over the fantastic mango mousse, and told everyone to try it.

Nicky and Dev got nominated for Mr Enchanting! How absolutely spiffy :)

Amy, Jin Ning and I discovered the Grand Hyatt bathroom was lovely and stayed in there for some time taking pictures. They all turned out brilliantly because of the gorgeous lighting.

The dance floor was opened up late at night, about 10+, with Mr and Ms Enchanting opening the first dance. However, as Apple (4/1) and Shaun (5/1) barely knew each other, it was very awkward and they started gesturing to their friends for help. However, no one dared to go up and dance, so they were left stranded swaying to the music. I saw Kel and Shal and a huge group of them valiantly going up to the stage to help the couple out, so I dragged Faris and Amy and Jin Ning to the stage as well. Faris was good for about 5 seconds, then he lost his nerve and ran away. So now there were about 10 people on the dance floor and it was quite embarrassing as we lamely tried to sway to the beat. But in a few minutes the dance floor filled up and everyone started half-heartedly joining in the dancing. As the night progressed people started losing their reservations and there was a lot of booty shaking and humping going on, with Jia professing to hump 6 people in total and me calling her a slut.

We got downright dirty and danced our lives away.

After grad ball, Dev and Jia and I went to stay over at Nicky's house, which is another blog entry for another day. Meanwhile, welcome back, Lingga!

Lingga says @#%$! at 7:23 PM