16th February 2007
Friday
The truth is not what it ought to be.

Went down to Anderson Junior College for the CNY performance. I arrived 30 minutes late and step into the band room just as Beatrice messaged me. Looking around, I realised everyone was wearing red. Bloody red, bright red, dull red. There were all kinds of red everywhere. And I was the only one wearing black. So I quickly settled down and joined in the practice. Jason arrived at the bandroom and I got this tight fitting scorpion shirt from him. After changing into it, I made my second appearance in the band room, attracting stares once again. Xinmin people saw my shirt and burst into laughter immediately. Even Zhi Xiang broke down while conducting. Guess my tight-fit shirt was too irresistable for them.

After practice, I decided to stop the jokes and went to change into a decent red t-shirt. We moved up to the hall and performed the only chinese new year song and then we retreated to the band room again. Ray, Weisheng and me left AJC early to have our lunch and also run away from the finale item. Ray went home after lunch and we ( Weisheng and me ) went to look for Zhi Xiang. Zhi Xiang was with Michael and Yong Sheng. After their lunch, we were talking and some frightening things were mentioned.

After that, Weisheng and me finally made our way down to Clarke Quay hoping to buy the clothes I saw yesterday. But somehow, the designs that caught my eye were nowhere to be found. The trip to Clarke Quay was a bit of a wasted trip and we walked down to Funan. We had a long walk there and settled down for dinner.

Fast forward a little, we went to Ray's house to watch tv and rot a little, then we went home.

That is day number 6503 of my life. Spent as meaninglessly as it could possibly get.