RAGGERS REUNITED !

engin rag dancers 0607 were reunited at clara's house today at 42 kim yam road. wat details. bao n i will alws remember that.. cus we got LOST. lost in many many ways!

1. both of us cant remember what's the exact address.
2. worst, both of our hps went FLAT.
3. what's more, we cant remember clara's no. or ANY of the dancers' nos. (okay act i did rmb matt's no, but he didnt pick up the phone!)
4. we dropped off at the wrong bus stop and ended up walking ten zillion miles.
5. since our hps batt went flat, they couldnt contact us.

BUT! due to fantastic memory of rmbing certain tel nos, we were finally deemed contactable. hahahaha. alright, so i contacted bob phui n he got us sara's no.

on a funny note, we even resorted to me laughing very loudly downstairs at her apartment hoping that they would notice my distinct laughter that SQ IS HERE. hahahahaha

anw, bao n i made pseudo baos for potluck. hahahaha apparently it's q cheapskate but it was all in the name of fun la! we bot mini burger buns n put some filling inside. then wrote BAO, MUN TOU.. using food coloring on the buns. to think they looked soooo expectant of our arrival cus words spread until they got a false impression that we're literally MAKING the baos. trust me, they looked DAM EXCITED when we arrived. hahahahaha omgosh it made us feel so bad.

n ya, my frens are STUNNERS. sudd ten thousand pple around me got attached! ive merely not talked to them much for errr. 2 weeks? hahahaha but ohh well, happy for them! love is in the air. :D

at least i knew where i was wrong.
but now, i totally dont understand.

when it seems like ive gotten it,
disorientation sets in with differing opinions.
cold and harsh,
"no. you're no good."

if you come in with kind intentions,
i thank you.
if it comes with your irksome superiority complex,
just scram and let me play my bloody game.