in the morning i trudged to shah's place for session. i was coughing like my life depended on it. bloody phlegm. i WISH i did have bloody phlegm. at least it wud explain all this monstrous coughing.

we worked on my timing which was ackchelli very good at sucking. i guess i got better towards the end after ridding off the initial jitters which i seemed to have. i heard our original which was quite gud and tried to fit in my lyrics. the song is called "dead still air" hur. emo. punk. rawk. \m/.

then headed for the NYP open house after that with nani and nadia. we walked around. i met an ex-skulmate who remembered me. he kept going "head prefect! head prefect!" gosh. im flattered he still recognised me but calling me THAT... *shudders* ive changed ok? the dance by uhm "stage art" was ok la. but me and nad thot the dance last yr was more whoah. "foreign bodies" sucked.

i wanted to go home after that cos the i was beginning to feel relli weird. my voice had gone all funny. you know, like before u go to bed? that kinda voice. nani and nad stopped me from gg hm and i was like,"aaHHHH.. NoooO." in my funny voice. din relli struggle so ended up following them to ngee an city.

and ta-daa. i died. it wasnt eye-fucking. it was mass-eye-orgy. *!!!* it was a whole football team of cute guys. man. i squeeled like some dumbfuck. and got to see some of the footballers up close. my gawd. those guys are relli God's gift to uhm singapore. makes me wanna watch s-league again. hur.

after taking pics and autograffs, we sat down slurpee-ing. haha. then me and nad imitated the singer on stage. woosh. he sang like he had an 18-wheeler up his nose. we provided some damn gud entertainment. even that passing cutie cudnt resist smiling and glancing our way. nyaHAH.

ya. so that ends my very exciting saturday. ouh btw. i dun haf black mucus. *COUGHCOUGH* heeeeeyyyerr.

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