The class bbq wasn't as fun as I had hoped it to be. (Thanks to Joseph the undyingly passionate moron. Beats me for even trying to be nice to him in the first place.) The girls weren't around as long as I thought they'd be. Firah left in like half an hour i think, and Aisyah was too high up on cloud 9 with Bashir to even sit with us; and all I had was Fatin. (who, at the back of her mind was thinking of Amir who was patiently and stubbornly waiting for her alone at McD) The highlight was climbing the oh-so treacherous breakwater (treacherous for people with trotter-like legs like me and Fatin only.) with my skirt and my ass; which is like the size of Russia. Haha. Sorry you had it in your face, Tin.

Bleargh. It wasn't worth my $8; frankly speaking.

The next day was to KK with dearest. Walk walk walk and took a smelly bus full of smelly people down to Geylang. Talk about pungent. It was intoxicating.

Went baju-hunting; but to no avail; after some time the parents fetched us and off we went. Dropped him off and yeah. Details will make me babble on and on. So nevermind those.

But I'm still pissed at myself for giving in to that what, 15min temptation. What a wasted splurge of hard earned cash. But hey; i'm not saying I didn't enjoy it. Hoho.

There's more things to do. Raya's comin up and there's still more stuff to do. School's starting; but not yet. (Thank God)

Finally; I think this is the first (maybe the last; unless in a few years' time) that he's celebrating the very first day of Aidilfitri in Singapore. He usually spends the last 2 weeks across the causeway; so I'm feeling very fortunate this year.