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Thursday, 15 May 2008
DREAM A LITTLE DREAM OF ME



These days my most said phrase is "aiyo".

Music conert yesterday. It was pretty good. Shall post some videos another day, watch out for that!!

The whole process of going to and leaving the concert was hilarious. Firstly, Jinli and Monica "brilliantly" decided to take no heed to my words, because well, they never do anyway, but this time, it turned out that hey, I actually knew what I was talking about!! Hooray! But anyway, we boarded the wrong tram, instead of taking the North Coburg bound tram. Still, thank God for Monica being Monica, you know, alert and all, she discovered we were going the wrong way!

It was pretty crazy, for some reason, I felt really high, I found everything funny and made everything turn funny.

So we were "chilling out" at the tram stop waiting for the North Coburg tram, even though our destination was only one stop away, very much within walking distance. I was belting out random songs, trying to make Monica happy but failing miserably.

FIddler on the Roof by the Mufy Choral class was so entertaining, especially the song "If I were a Rich Man". The cheorography was hilarious. After the concert, Jin Monica and I were like drunkards imitating that funny dance step.

Halfway during that long walk back, I promise you, my hips felt like they were going to fall off. Just my right hip, perhaps I sprained it or something, I kept telling Jinli and Monica that I might die, and they just laughed like lunatics. We were all laughing like lunatics, it was just a crazy night.

Wanted to pop by Max Brenners or something, but it was closed. So we stood on the corner of Lt Lonsdale and Elizabeth "chilling out". It's a really random place to be standing, we were in the way of everyone who wanted to walk past so finally we sat down on a bench, and talked about random things

Anyway, that whole hyper night really drained all my energy. I could barely get out of bed this morning, but I just suck. Slept at eleven fortyish and I couldn't get up at eight.

love, 22:20
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