09 December 2006
4:57 PM
national museum opening ceremony
me and rachel were the only ones who didn't wear pretty black heels with pretty beaded tops for the ushering, or any makeup. She had bright orange sneakers, mine were my freedom shoes lol. Aditi wore her black sneakers too. (:
does one gulp of redwine give you a hangover? cos i woke up the next day feeling absolutely terrible. could be because I couldn't sleep the night before, so I bummed around with mum talking for an hour until 2am, which is an unearthly hour.
anyway, I went for sarah's volunteer at the
national museum thing, and I'm glad I did. At first it was only because she called me up and sounded a little desperate, so I agreed. Then after I reached the place with rachel (2 noobs who were a little lost), it was really nice. The installation pieces were classy. I like the concept behind Ngui's
The Walls Remember.
so I had the job of standing beside the first level lift to await the President, which was a good place because I could observe almost everyone who had to register at the counter-
the taitais, the
wannabes, the topmodel types, the bigshots and the plebeians (so says sneha (: ).
After about 2 hours everyone was sneaking to level 2 atrium for a break. There was free flow of white / red wine. Apparently it's an acquired taste, but I'm not going to bother acquiring it. I prefer an alcoholic infusion more than straight alcohol. Like tiramisu, the perfect cake.
I joined aditi at her post after a while and we stood around trying not to look too conspicuous as we (ok maybe just me) stuffed our faces with choc creme puffs and what not. Pason loved the terriyaki tuna. He ate like 5 slices. I come a close second with 4 slices. It was divine.
Me and acey secretly took the NHM file. oops. But it was so pretty.
Took 45 minutes to grab a cab with rachel and kal.
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On wednesday had storyline. lincoln made pizza for us, which wasn't bad at all. Apparently my mum has decided it is due time for me to learn how to either sew or cook.
Hmmp. I asked her to love me as I am, but pseudo angst is lost on her.
after that me, william and shaun went to longhouse (which isn't very long) for chicken rice. It was my first time going around thomson for food, and it turns out the whole stretch there has really good food. Bus 410, 2 stops. Yay next time, no more j8..
For Christmas I want a real tree. There isn't any place to put the tree so I will sell away my piano. But mum says no. Hurt my feelings.
My eyes hurt. I poked it while trying to apply liner for today's performance. One day when I succeed in poking it out, gail says no one will love me.
I feel like talking rubbish again. I'm going to sleep now. 5.20pm is a good time. Then I can wake up for dinner and read my suspense novel which is actually chicklit in disguise. Cheat my feelings. But it's still nice, all the parties and pretty shoes.
My sis is playing mozart to inspire her to study. I have a bad headache. He's not helping.
Date Reminders-outing with soomeh tanneh
-kaixuan
-lwin's dance recital
-bwenda
-dance bbq at mdm ong's
-carolling practices
There is a strange combination of lyrics in my head.
Take me by the hand,
just don't try to understand.
I can't forget, sorry to say.
You don't know you're guilty anyway.
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