Memorified Moments

Sunday, July 24, 2005

Okay, lets start from yesterday. It was racial Harmony Day Celebration for RG, so naturally I had been fretting about the oh-so-important What To Wear question, which was solved by kind, darling Sanki. (Decided not to trouble Sharmini, the child will positively KILL me if she had to bring one more saree.)

So. Woke up at normal time in the morning. Put on the black shirt that father seeingly bought, covered it up with school-u, then ran to the bus stop IN HEELS (oh my poor feet) to meet Sanki then took the bus together.

And in school Sanki helped me to wear the saree, and blah blah blah, the usual celebrations in the heat (oh the heat), then went to nice air-conditioned classroom to act stupid. We were happily taking photographs amidst me hopping from corner to corner, and then followed the passport timetable.

Oh yes, the costumes. Cannot forget that. I was wearing a dark crimsom saree, which Kelly oh-so-kindly put it as 'made me look as though I was the devil from hell' cause the color combo was red and black. Absolutely stifling, i assure you. Am DEFINITELY not wearing that next year. Chrissie went in the bohemian theme the class sort-of decided to adopt, a bright pink shirt (oh the horror, but who would have known that the child looked good in that horrendous color?), a black shiny cloth-belt, and a skirt which i cannot remember much. Oh, and did I mention that her shirt was held together ONLY by two lengths of string tied together? She owes me a HUGE favor for double-knotting the thing and not just pulling it off. *Laughs evilly*

Genni was wearing a white, sort of malaysian ethnic shirt with jeans, whilst Glow wore something that deserved the same description, even though the costumes didn't look alike, (Blame it on my limited knowledge of ethnic stuff) but she changed into a nice black polo tee - which I want, by the way - later on (how she managed to survive in the heat was incomprehensible). Kelly was wearing this red-purple saree with MANY MANY MANY pretty pink bangles. Wormy was wearing a shirt with a long skirt.

Lynn was wearing this lovely purple silk (or if not, silk-textured) CUSTOM-MADE saree, and didn't know how to put it on *laughs evilly* so Sanki and Shaki were helping her in the toilet. Am jealous. Hvmphh. Tammie was also wearing a saree (anyone see a trend in the costumes here?), and ALSO didn't know how to wear it, and Sharm helped her wear it. (I swear, hearing them recount the tales of wearing the dresses are absolutely amusing.) Susanta didn't have time to wear her costume, and remained in her school u the whole day (poor thing).

Mel and monkey were both wearing orange, Mel in a Bejabi (okay, DEFINITELY something wrong with the spelling here) and monkey in a malay ethnic costume. Methinks they color-coordinated. Chinkie didn't come (why???), and I almost got her into trouble cause chenchen was asking me where she was, then I said she didn't come, then chenchen asked about the concert, and I said she had to go for that, so chenchen got angry. Damnit. Hope Chinkie's not in trouble.

Ah yes. And Mary. How could I forget Mary? The evil child was dressed like a french painter (kill her), with a lovely textured black flowy skirt, pearl colored blouse and a BERET. Kill her.

Brenda, evil person, didn't come in a costume. Evilevilevilevilevilevil. And shall cease boring you with the descriptions here.

But something must be brought to attention. Wormy deserves to DIE, the asshole. Cause we were taking photos, then she tried to look taller than me (which, of course, she failed to), then I tiptoed to look even TALLER, and GUESS WHAT SHE DID? She, the IDIOT, pulled on my saree. If it had fallen off, she would have DIED. Thank the gods it didn't. *Hits wormy*

What else. Oh yes, we went to play five stones after that. Fel huang (also wearing bohemian) and brenda were absolutely evil and good in this department. Me and Chrissie were like struggling to evil catch one, and there THEY were, catching four and doing patterns and such. Lydia changed into a red mini-skirt later (hoho) and me and genni and chrissie and lydia and brenda went for lunch, after which we took neoprints.

Then I went for LSL with Mel and Fei. They, lucky fellas, got the nice children. Who did I get? A bloody MCP. (Em3, keeps on being chavaunistic and acting as though guys were better than girls - like DUH, they're NOT.) Watched with a lot of satisfaction as he had to write 100 lines for being rude to aunty serena. *Laughs evilly*

We played Chinese Chess after that. Was absolutely hilarious. Won mel and fei. ^^ I swear, I'm absolutely mean and EVIL whilst playing the game. Kept blocking their paths, and annoying them cause they couldn't move.

After that, took the mrt to bouna vista and met Mary, Liju and Qianni there. Qianni discovered that Mary was actually not a human, but a thermometer. You see, when it reaches 28 degrees celcius, she's turn red, and as the temperature steadily rises, she steadily turns redder and redder. Was absolutely amusing. Waited for Liy, then went to bus stop to wait for Vivian and her father to fetch us.

Then, once we walked into her house, guess what happened? A monstrosity of a MUTT leapt at us, barking ferociously and threatening to bite, kept only in check by our brave heroine, Vivian. Then, even as we hurried to deposit our belongings in Viv's room, it stalked us, snarling at us, showing off its red gums and large canines dripping poisonous saliva. Its back was hunched, it's eyes betraying its bloodlust, staring hungrily at us as though we were its prey.

Viv's good father locked the cur up, thank the gods. Safe once more, we settled down to watch... LES MIZ!!!!! JAVERT!!! Oh my gods, but that man has a HEAVENLY voice. The paragon of perfection, angels embodied in the smooth baritone of his voice, his transgressions of carrying a monstrosity of a face can be immediately forgiven and in excess.

So there we were, positively swooning over the angel in humanized bulldog form, squealing whenever he appeared, and then fainting and melting into a puddle at the ValjeanJavert slash in there. I mean, I'm not an avid slasher (and I canNOT stand lesbianism), but you'd be blind to not see the chamistry between them, that spark of divine fire, the way they are just MADE for each other. I mean, look at Javert! The charisma! The positively oozing confidence! Then Valjean! The possessiveness! Remember what Enjolras said to Valjean about Javert? "He belongs to you now." *swoons and faints*

The thing about watching something with lit pupils is that we can read between every single line there. Shall not quote it now, there're too much.

Then, after Les Miz finished (nooooo!), we watched Rotk, extended version, where legolas was standing in his horrendously gay ugliness. Ew.

Then, Qianni and Liju revealed their inner evil pedophilia (qianni) and gay-love (both of them), insisting we watch the love story of two gay men. EWWWW. I mean, I absolutely LOVE ValjeanJavert slash, but that's because they love each other (isn't it obvious?) withOUT turning into simpering, squealing little sissies. Leslie Cheung is a DRAG. He (doubtful usage of the word) is an insult to the male species.

Oh yeah, and Mary's disastrous attempts at cooking. First: popcorn. How interesting, that one would follow the instructions for the most IDIOTIC things (tear open the bag to get the popcorn) and refuse to do the same for the important things (like, oh, I dunno...Maybe PUTTING THE POPCORN INTO THE OVEN INSTEAD OF TRYING TO FRY IT???) Was absolutely hilarious. Then Mary and Qianni made campbell soup, which turned out quite well (shallibemeanshallibemeanokay...surprisingly^^).

Then we watched POTO, and it was 1 in the morning by then, and we were all tired, but POTO is NOT a movie you fall asleep watching, so we were lying on the floor (Liju stole my saree and curled up in it on the sofa, oh yeah, and Mel lent me her clothes cause I could NOT go for a sleepover in a saree, love ya, Mel), shivering and basking the the glorious goodness of Raoul and Erik. *swoons*

After it ended, it was already 3 something in the morning, so we trudged into the bedroom (but not before we cleaned up, we so rock) and fell asleep. Yay.

Then, at 7.45 in the morning, when NONE of us had gotten sufficient sleep, my DAD called, waking everyone up. They threatened to kill me.

Went back to sleep.

Then, at the horrendously far too early hour of 9.30, Mary and Qianni woke up, and refused to let me sleep anymore. So I woke up, dazed, and bumped in the kitchen for half hour, by which I was fully awake, and we had breakfast.

After breakfast, we sat and chatted for a while, then went home.

After I got home, my parents dragged me from my reading of Les Miz and made me go with them to their friend's house, cause their friend just gave birth to a boy. Oh dear, one more horror unleashed on earth.

Ihatechildrenihatechildren.

Finally, when I got home I fell asleep, and so today morning I woke up, which brings us to the present, where lichen doesn't feel like blogging anymore.

Ciao.

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