Sunday, August 24, 2003


Wheeeeeee.......
I'm finally back from my happy Saturday.
Jon did his sketchinig work while i wasfiguring the deadlines of my IMC...
So much things to do.....
This two-week break is not even a break!!!
It's just breaking free from school (at least for some days)
Jon's Mum got Mum some ginseng tonics when she heard mum was unwell...
I was dumbfounded by her thoughtfulness...
Thanx Aunty...
After the heavy downpour, we went town.
Din manage to get my slippers....
Considering a Teva one... quite boyish-looking thou...
But it's white and baby blue la...
Witnessed Emmanuel and Darius's band performance, TOR, that.
Benny, Jon's brother was ther too... And TOR rocks man...
They were an impressive bunch.
The band after theirs was a big flop lor...
Those gothic satanist...
Bet their egos were thrown right out the window when this passer-by covered her ears when she walked right before them.
But really la... their style seemed to be screaming for attention....
Too much... just too much.
And the band before Darius and Emman's even had mandarin songs lor...
How dots can they be....
Imagine Yue Liang Dai Biao Wo De Xing as a rock....
Really jiak lad sia...
I'm a happy person today again...
I bought lotsa mooncakes...
For Dad, Mum... and myself.
Din share with Twig thou...


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