This is the part where the rap breaks down.
Heaven.

What a day. Im having a major neck ache now.

Tsk why is it that every part of my body takes turns in aching every alternate day.

Sheila's down with a high fever so she cancelled today's rehearsals, but we decided to continue with it anyway cos we're such hard workers. pfft.

met kenny and Gou for breakfast at far east in the morning, we crossed over to macs to eat, and a strange lady at the counter was trying to offer me an unkown food.

Strange lady: HI can i help?

Me: Urm yea can i get a hot cakes with sausage?

Strange lady: You want saw seg ah? With saw seg?

Me: Urm what?

Strange lady: saw seg, hot cake with saw seg ah?

me: naw i want a hot cakes with sausage.

Strange lady: ah ah saw seg. Saw seg.

Tsk. I have no idea what on this damned earth is a bloody saw seg.

And no thank you, id rather stick with my normal sausage then consume your version of it now newly named saw seg.

it took me a while to realise that her saw seg was a sausage.
Anyway, then we headed down to school, and its the worse time to be in school, on a weekend.

No one was in the staff room, so we couldnt get the keys to any room to use for rehearsals, but thankfully, some idiot forgot to lock the LC door, so we were able to use that.

But we still needed the radio and cd from the staff room.

So me kenny and gou went trekking all over the school looking for some help.

We did this for an hour, going every last possible part of the school and found no one. And do you know hot warm it is outside? Singapapore's like a damn oven.

I swear when i grow up and become legal, i'll move to alaska. Where everything is frozen. Dammit.

So after all that, we saw a teacher walking into the school compound, we must have given him a right shock, cos we started running towards him.

But we found a radio in his staffroom and borrowed it.

BUT, just when we do that and walk all the way back up to the 5th level, Ms vani opens up the staffroom which contained all the things we needed.

So we took it.

So after all that, we were left with 2 radios.

Tsk.

Wasted effort and sweat.

Then lada lada, rehearsal, dance dance, sing sing, shout shout, tired.

Then left for home.

Ah what a boring day.

Oh yesterday, we recorded our songs in the concert hall, our producer came in with all that cool equipment and turned the whole place into a mini portable studio.

And i swear, he looks exactly like Simon cowell.

Incredible.

I used my sneaky camera skills to snap that pic.

After recording, me kenny and ra-el had to stay back to sell tickets to the acs oba.

I swear, the oba dudes are annoying little dickweeds.

We waited for them to finish their meeting in the blistering heat, 2 hours we waited, and they bought nothing.

Every single oba member we tried selling to just walked away.

Idiots.

The only time when we thought someone was gonna buy something was when this guy came to our table and looked interested.

Turns out, he thought our booth was the attendance booth for the oba meeting.

Gah.

Then, after all that, kenny went to wash his face, with face wash, in the canteen sink.

Thats great kenny, wash your face in the canteen sink.

And urm, i couldnt resist snapping a pic when he was vulnerable.

Oh yes kenny, another wonderful dashing picture to attract all them ladies.

Yea, ladies at the retirement home.

Pfft.

Well, im real tired and bored.

So, im off to do nothing.

Whoopee.

Ao