there was Impresario 2007, an arts production that kind of sucked (except Ah-licia). i wasn't too sure if some performers were singers or dancers. probably neither. and most of the dancers made better strippers; dressed to kill, but couldn't dance.

there was Stage It rehearsal. my first in like a month? 6 hours of workshop. and i realized how the same line could speak many shades of meaning. ooh and "subtext" = "buttsex". i think creative people are gonna have sex lives that sizzle. i'm gonna be the 8th sister's boyfriend.

there was hapy hour Chilli Paddy peranakan lunch buffet with Lusi. we both are tired. the SMU show must go on anyhow. hope she's feeling better now that Gaya's over. and there was Tuesday lunch with Michelle. here came the drama that kind of hurt.

there was LTB and RMSS and Psych and Microecon and COMM. i'm like a vacuum cleaner, diligently sucking in bits and pieces of stuffs that shouldn't have been left out in the first place. there was rain and pain. and i walked through it all. keep that up boy!

Tuan loves it when he gets to Pon De Replay!