Okay, Earth Hour was fun. But now I'm here! HA.
Before I continue, I quote:
Wei Xuan: ..I swear I will pull out your brain through your- ..what's this ah. Oh yah, ear.
It was really cool for that one hour, where the stars were actually visible over the night sky. And the classic scene of 'hey! That star's awsum!' '..that's a helicopter.' But oh well. Took my dog for a night walk for once, and it was rather spectacular, considering the frequency I even leave my house.
But back to today. This morning went to watch Confessions of a Shopaholic with a shopaholic in the flesh, and honestly speaking, its quite an awsum show. I mean, its one of those chic-flicks that actually makes you feel good at the end of the show. Not bimbotic but actually good.
Then went to Food Court for lunch with the rest of them. A whole ton of RI Lit guys, and its quite awsum for so many of them in casual wear to dine in the same place. AWSUM. So I had tea and embarked to the Esplanade. But before that, check out this, on the third level of Marina.
Anyone who actually examines this would know that it was shamelessly, skilfully and effortlessly Photoshopped from two pictures. But you get the idea! Its a huge space, and I sat there for ten minutes.
So then we went to the production of A Winter's Tale. And although it got a little draggy midway, I guess that's to be expected of Shakespeare. So the actors were really, really good. I completely understood the play, (even the weird language) and it was really interesting. Emotional. The actors turned out great. And I even recognized the actor who acted as Delia Surridge from V for Vendetta! YES SHE WAS IN SINGAPORE. WICKED.
But yes, it was a great production, I particularly liked the skillful thief and the eccentric son-of-shepherd. Brilliant actors. 'Tis the hardest shoes to fill. One slip, the wallet drops and the play's gone.
After that, went for dinner at Macs with the gang and Ms Cho, our long-lost Mathematics teacher. As always, given my fetish for sugar-filled foods, I spammed five sachets of sugar on a simple meal. The only reason for my salt intake is this: I've seen how people with diabetes die, hopefully I die of something else first.
And I lent Weng Hong mah book! My favorite book. May it influence him as much as it influenced me; this world has far too many saints for the natural equilibrium. Yes, its a wonderful book, filled with the mysteries of the human psyche itself, raw and bared. If you're reading this, DON'T BEND THE PAGES PL0X. And when you open it don't open it fully; it leaves creases.
Essentially that was it. Went to the bookstore with WH for a while, then intended to catch a movie with Kuss and the lot but the next slot was at nine. So I staggered home, bookless and stuffy, to Earth Hour. Pshht.
Just because I wear a completely black set of clothes doesn't mean I'm the anti-Christ and participate in the Black Sabbath, Bryan Cheong. As much as it serves to compliment, it happens to be my favorite combination of clothes. In fact, now that you mention it, I fully intend to wear it on every occasion on which Bryan Cheong will be present. BAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Oh, and my long pants were dark blue.