I've got a load of photos, and I don't know where to start.
alright a bimbotic act,

HO HO HO. skimmed through my album and got this picture. I've no idea when was iT taken d, but I'm pretty certain its recent. now, you know how i look these day, you can start imagine the scenes of everything I gonna talks about. hahhahaha.

Alright, next proud thing. I went for a opera with Adriana on Friday.
La Traviata by the Singapore Lyric Opera. sung in Italian, with English and Mandarin subtitles.
the show we wet was their Grand Opening in Esplanade Theater.

Beautiful theater it is supposed to be. but somehow, it look like its in a mess this way. Anyway, as you can see, we are on the last the the top row of the theater. it doesn't matter how you people gonna say or feel about it. but Adr and me are definitely okie and loves the seats, especially yours truly. It's really beautiful and exciting to be sitting up there. you basically get the whole view of the entirely theater, and the lightings looks almost perfect up there; everything is sparkling like you're on the milky way with gazillions of stars blinking at you.
Furthermore, its a opera. who needs to see what's on that stage. LISTEN TO THE SINGING! (:
well, unless youa re just so particular about it and can't stand it you can't see the first row of the symphony orchestra( unless you lean forward a little), because they aren't even on the stage but off stage in front of it, then great. Jesus says he loves you.

Picture pictures.

we wore black dress with a shaw each. pretty expected though. I can't help staring at her cleavage in the picture and ponder and wonder when will I get mine. My boobs are negligible.
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I keep telling her for tons of times about the cleavage matter, admit it Adr, i know i"m disturbing. HA. and. I LOVE HER WHITE SATIN SHAW. look at mine and i feel so loserish. and i quit comforting myself by saying ' laha, i've got a red one with gold motifs and trimmings.' Adr loves red too. bright bloody red. heh heh heh -evil.

evil friend is your best friend at times too. BAHAHA.

The opera was longer than we expected; about 3 hours in all.commence at 8 and everything ends around 11pm. after which we cooped in the toilet for some touch up, which apparently was so long while we were in it, EVERYBODY HAD LEFT THE ENTIRE THEATER GROUND. and what's more, its even till the crew came to ask from outside if anybody is still in because they are trying to close it all d. THIS IS CRAZY AND HILARIOUS. HA.


We walked to clarke quay, heading for Haagen Daz cafe. I was thinking on the way if Zai would be around so we can catch up. I know having him around will be fun. he's really entertaining.
And yes. he is around! ah ha.
but he did not recognise me at the first instance. I was like staring at him. gah. ha. after some time, and i walked so close staring at him then he realised. GAH. he said I look different, but i think he is just plain too busy and got less observant.
and we got a seat in immediately because of him. THAT TABLE IS SUPPOSE TO BE FOR SOME ONE ELSE WE DON'T KNOW WHO, WHO IS ON THE WAITING LIST. what's more, he personally made me a lemon sorbet, and Adr too.
god. I gonna love Zai. more.
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I gonna gush about Zai a little bit more.
he's a very intelligent men with charisma and charm. witty and humorous, eloquent and refine, totally a gentlemen. His wife is gorgeous and his son is more than just cute. can be philosophical at times when the situation calls for it. its an enjoyment to be able to sit down with him over a drink and indulge in a quality talk.
and yes. (: I gonna disclose his picture,
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AHHA! That's him. god, how can you not love a man like that!
picture before we left at 1 am plus in the morning.

digress a little,
why do I look so fat in the picture. GAHH.


ALRIGHT, THATS ALL FOR FRIDAY. LAST NIGHT..
met mao quan in ad for supper after work. come home first, then went out to meet him again. Admiralty is as boring, thus, our supper was mac. didn't had alot as we planned to get some drink after it and chill off in the open.
That sickening man in 7-11 checked my IC. ami suppose to be happy i look young like a kid or brood over the fact that i look like a kid? well i choose none.
THE MAN IS JUST DOING HIS JOB TO CHECKS EVERYBODY (WHOM HE THINKS IS YOUNG) WHO BUY ALCOHOL IN THe MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT.
HA.

Anyway. mq is underage. maybe its because of him luh.

i gave this snobbish laughter and showed him my IC proudly and he goes, (twitching his nose and giving loserish look), ' uh huh.'
ahhaha.




i don't know what the hell is he doing behind me. disturbing my camwhorings.

Jim bean cola. such a noob drink and i got checked for my IC.
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I think mq hadn't had this before so i explained about its alcohol content and taste and everything, and asked if he's okie with it.

me: its 11.sth % just cola basically with the alcohol.
mq: ... ( thinking) should be okie la.
me: its double barcardi breezer. or you want that.? JBC taste of alcohol stronger-ly.
a lil bitter for a starter.
mq: nvm. just get it.

okie then cheers.

after whole load of conversation,
me: -turning away. eh di. outta 10 sentence form you 9.5 are about YJ. aiyo.'
mq: shy and trying to rebutt,
so are you okie'
me: stare. what did i do
mq: since in mac, all you talk about is mervin. you also 9.5 out of 10 sentences are about him.
mervin mervin mervin'
me: eh. different hoh. not like your YJ YJ YJ.
mq: no! your eye candy eh. who is the one who keep gushing over how adorable her eye candy is.
me: fuckyoumq look. ha.
and we started arguing.
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and after he saw mervin's text,
mq: uh oh. jie. he's jealous. confirm. ):


NOW FOR ANOTHER GUSHING SESSION.

See the roses made of tissues? they are really sweet (: and they smell just like the the one who made them. I sit them nicely on my desk with other bouquets.

bottom left, is a bear bouquet from minghan. my first bf.
botton right, bear and roses bouquet from jianying, my latest bf.
All history.

At the back on top of them are the tissues roses by him. really sweet of him. I'm touched, I am. its all the effort and thoughts that makes them beautiful. I really really do love them.
oh my god, its really sweet ain't it. oww.
I'M GETTING IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN.
HA HA HA HA HA.

close up.
and who don't like a sweet guy by her side?
and no, I'm not going to tell you who he is.




;i am afraid