TUESDAY.

went to school planning to study. went a little late bet met Elsa there anyway for Penang Hawker's Fare and York Hotel. i don't know why we went so early but we had ICE CREAM to whet our appetites before that.

the food was WHOA. though the portions were rather small, the food tasted great nontheless. the tangy laksa, the tasty char kueh teow [with the evil, evil see ham], the delectable kueh teow soup, the prawn mee and the sweet and creamy ice kachang. i'm not one who really likes Asian food but once in a while, an indulgence into the East won't hurt.

i later discovered that eating see ham is NOT a good thing. diarrhoea later that night was testimony to that fact. anyway, had fun eating [like who doesn't?] and iknow SOMEONE is expecting a 'thank you' so THANK YOU ELSA FOR THE TREAT. dom's going to be the next vic-, er, person who's going to benefit. good luck dom.

MY FIRST TIME

i went to zouk! i went to zouk! i went to zouk! like WHOA! me of all people went to ZOUK! what is the world coming to?!

yes, i know. i'm rather an idiot and very unhappening to have stepped into a club for the first time. it was Seventeen magazine's 3rd Anniversary and Alyssa had invites so she invited me. woo! Christine and Amelia came along too and before long, i actually stepped inside of zouk! like WOW!

well, it was quite surreal really, with an 'upstairs' and a 'downstairs'. just like how it looks like in shows like The OC. and then, the flashing lights, humangabanga disco ball reflecting all the rotating spotlights and bad bad music. it was a 60s theme and they were playing 'classics'.

Randall what's-his-name [or that guy on TV] was hosting the event which also happened to be the finals of Seventeen's Miss Seventeen. they had an early trivia game and i was so eagerly volunteered by my three 'friends'. music from the 60s was played and we had to guess the artiste, or the song title. the other two contestants had all the easy ones! i had familiar ones but not the ones you would be able to put your finger on straight away. i looked like an idiot then, and had to get the crowd to answer my questions for me. i felt so stupid. oh well. i got the freebies anyway.

then, the pageant began. three CJ people were amongst them dammit! Ashton, Kelly and Dell. apparently Ashton and Kelly were called up to make up the numbers as other contestants didn't quite make the cut. they were there to make it seem like it was a close call but really, since they already had contracts, they couldn't win anything. in the end, this contestant, Tisha won. i don't know if it's just me, but some contestants were really catty. bitchy, rather. hmm.

3dash1, the winners of the Straits Times School Of Rock competition gave a performance. if not for the lamer being their frontman, i'd think they're okay. he was trying to cover up his um, genetically inherited accent, although that he did well, it was still evident that it was bogus. if you heard it, you could tell that he was Singaporean. their so called talismanic song, "And If You're Gone" proved to be more pop than rock. but then again, they admitted that their catchy hooks and riffs were aimed at the pop-listening crowd. i think their drummer is really good. he made it seem so effortless. he was the one keeping it all together while the guitarist/vocalist was struggling with his sore throat and the bassist could only be heard by the ants centimetres away from the amplifier. maybe they didn't have the best of soundchecks. they played a second song, maturely titled "My Crush". power chords, the usual progressions. i bet they didn't play that song for the competition cause it was your usual pop-punk song. doesn't catch your attention the first time you hear it. anyway, one good thing was that they were tight. oh well, don't really think much of them anyway. so, whatever 3dash1. maybe my expectations were too high.

when the pageant ended, it was supposed to be a 'party'. but NO ONE was dancing. then again, the music was still BAD. so who could blame them. so we left for great world for some Maccas. that was when the damn diarrhoea reared it's ugly head. i had to go relieve myself twice. damn see ham.

like whoever thought of opening a tightly shut shell fish and decided to eat it's contents anyway? i mean, do you open this thing from the sea, probably covered with mud and seawater. after much effort you finally open it and see a mass of bloody tissue, probably squirming. at which point of that ordeal do you go, "FOOD!"? i guess it's an acquired taste. if it is then, it's one taste i do not wish to acquire.

had fun though. HEE.

the fire department couldn't drown the city
they didn't even try to wash it clean