amour amour

Saturday, April 22, 2006

- 6:45 pm

i wasnt supposed to be in skool yesterday because i was really sick but i turned up anyways to news that rehearsals were cancelled. class went pretty smooth and it was pretty lax seeing as to how i dropped maths today, much to the delight of my math teacher. half the class bailed halfway through though because of the youth avenue thing and i dint bother showing up for PE so as a result poor old darius was the only one to turn up. instead i sat in the canteen with bhavan arvind clare anita and snadya. clare is taking her driving test soon which is pretty awesome and snadya left her bubble tea with me and forgot to take it back. good on you snads.

there were injuns all over the place yesterday, left right and centre, clinking and clanking along in saris and what not for some inja day or some injun thing. like hey man; this isnt india- its singapore, now get over it already. so we're injun. hurrah. you dont see snadya wearing a tudung or sarah wearing a cheongsam (okay so maybe you did for the haunted house thing) but hey you wanna go celebrate your indianity then hey its all good. i dont really care because i threw race and religion outta the window a long time ago. anyways arvind and i were teasing bhavan about 'hahaha' and laughing at morbidly obese girls with hair thicker than the stupidest sod in your class.

so we go down to watch the rugby match, and its good stuff though slightly before maxine bhavs snads and i watch a bit of the concert preshow. abhi cheers like the duracell bunny on steroids whilst we realised why its great having the new j1s in council seeing as to how enthu they were. they even did cheers none of us ever heard of but still not in the class of the famous 'tiger lion elephant duck make us think we give a ______' or 'strawberry shortcake banana split we all think you sound like ______' of hullett house 2004 led by yours truly. in any case councils not all that great so heads up those of you who dint make it (unless of course i had something to do with tt). anyways they all did shaddap when we did raffles boleh which was awesome as the mat beats goin round. anyways we won 13-7 despite having a soddy referee who was called a lanjiau and told to fornicate with his maternal parental unit, though in much cruder terms by several people.

after that snads bhavson arvind vishal and i decide to go for the dreamix concert when we are told that tickets cos 10 bucks each. bloody rip. anyways when arvind vishal and i get together, you know somethings gonna happen. like last year when we campaigned for council without even going for the interviews, or being selected. anyways it was bhavan vishal arvind and i, and snadya was going to join us with jess. narpal was around, and had a ticket so he walked in, whilst i nicked a ticket off somebody and kept it with us. initially the plan was for one of us to go in and pass the ticket out another person thru the toilet window but we scrapped it because there was some stamping system. so narpal comes out with red ink on his hand, and arvind and i rub some on our arms. arvind walks in merrily after that, talking his way through, while i lead bhavan and vishal up. we found a door which to our delight OPENED! bhavan ran in whilst vishal and i, in a very heart of darkness-esque moment went on hands and knees as fast as we could. so we were enjoyin the best view in the house when the ushers came up and demanded our tickets- bhavan sarah and vishal walked off whilst i, in a very affronted tone asked them 'what is the meaning of this? i paid good money for my tickets and threw them away after getting in. how dare you ask for them?' at which point they quietly left. HAHA! we went down later on to watch electrico, spanishfly and EIC. Spanishfly and EIC were brilliant- electrico was a flop. was left with vishal and harresh (who used my unused ticket to get in) after EIC cos bhavan and co left; when Zhen came up. they were real good but it was a shame- most people were out after EIC. met the zhen lead singer in the toilet and chatted a bit but the highlite of the nite was meeting jeff from spanishfly in the toilet and another dude. we sat on top of the urinals chatting after i shocked them. took a couple a pictures and talked about gigs and shite. good times, and good friends.

went for dinner after that with vishal harresh and grace (who played really well) and then, headed home.

and its funny,
the way you
throw yourself
into life
to forget

fin