Long Day, Really.

8:45am - this lazy person greeted the day with a half scowl, shutting off the alarm on her phone reluctantly.

9:45am - leaves the house in a haphazard dash, knowing that she'll most likely be late to the meetup. No surprise.

10:37am - reached Novena mrt station and spotted Denise immediately, yay! :D Annabel, late as usual, no surprise, really.

11 plus - Annabel finally arrives and we head to Novena Church. Met up with Brother Ed and Aaron and Justin. (Who haven't really changed, haha) Listened to the erm... session? with them even though I'm not Christian/Catholic/whatever.

12:32pm? - Went off for lunch at this hawker centre after a little sojourn to St Michael's School, or something. Had this kway chap thing? Yeah, pretty cheap. Talked for quite some time, since we only meet once a year, so there's quite a lot to talk about.

1:30pm - Denise had to go off for her tutoring thing, good lah, earning big bucks. Lol, so we decided to make a move too. Annabel and I followed Brother Ed to this art gallery thing in Tanjong Pagar because we were that free. Aaron and Justin moved on with life's busy schedule. We took a bus from the hawker centre to Novena station and from the station to Raffles Place where we walked to Tanjong Pagar and  Brother Ed took us sightseeing, sort of, walking past temples and shops where he'd explained a little about them. Side job as a tour guide?

2:30pm - Met Brother Ed's friend, Lily? Yeah, then went over to the Tanjong Pagar CC for the Art exhibition.

3.00pm - The art exhibition started and *gasp* I saw Mr Tan! D: Remember our sec 1 days? Calligraphy for art lessons? Yeah, that Mr Tan. Imagine my horror, multiplied by hundred, especially when Brother Ed saboed me into taking a picture with him. Gads, and Annabel just sauntered away without rescuing me...

4:12pm - Parted ways with Bel who went home to... game. >.> Walked over to Borders, couldn't find the books that I wanted... Blah. The Murakami section was looking a little empty...

5:30pm - Waited for Yoke Cheng at Dhoby Ghaut station for caroling with Vocal Consort.

6.00pm - Reached Concorde Hotel and went into the holding room, where Yoke Cheng socialized with people. I daydreamed a bit? Haha, refreshed my memory of the people. Had warm ups and ran through the songs. Didn't seem to have a lot of altos this time...

7:00pm - Performed at the lobby area of Concorde, beside the Christmas Tree. Kim and Klara came! :D Thanks, man.

7:35pm - Ended the entire performance, my feet were totally killing me, I really wanted to just collapse there and then, but... pride got in the way.

8 plus - Waited some people to go have dinner together, even though I don't really know them... but they seem pretty nice. :) So yeah.

9 plus - Headed home with Yoke Cheng who alighted at Khatib. Talked to Kim a little on the phone about our performance which was certainly quite lackluster. Oh well. (I felt AJ could do way better with lesser people... but eh. First times? Idk.)

10:38pm - Reached home territory. :D

11:12 pm - Played a little piano just to keep my fingers happy. :D

12:48 am - Still not going to sleep yet. Haha.

Clarification?

Eh, I guess I met quite a lot of new people this year... and I bet the impression that most people get from me is... fierce? Like, anti-social and all that? Cos I don't really remember people's names and stuff like that?

Main point to note, I most likely do remember you, just not your name. Cos I don't really think of people with their names... especially if I just know you or something. I usually assign colors to people through the impression that they give me and I remember them like that.

And I don't exactly talk much because I prefer to listen and I'm not too sure how far/much I can go without offending, which happens way too often, so I'm trying to erase that horrible habit. It's not that I'm shy, cause I'm not... I think? Lol.

Eh. Anything more?

no mood for anything

Argh, it's much too warm today to do anything productive. I hate this frigging weather. D: Oh the things I would do for a thunderstorm...

Would so love to turn on the AC, except that the mother would most likely nag about rising electricity prices, etc. It's supposedly the Winter Solstice, isn't it? Shouldn't it like... rain or at least act more like winter?? Stupid climate.

Actually wanted to go shopping before today's caroling session, but looking at this terribly terribly scorching weather... I lost my mood. Ah~ don't even feel like going caroling at Bugis Junction... probably gonna be herded around like a pack of extremely dumb sheep.

Tried to do my literature essays, but gave up after writing my name. Haha, blame the weather? Besides, I don't really make much from the poems... am I not cut out for literature after all?