the paper on thursday was seriously rubbish. freaking teacher told us to study tonnes more than what she tested and what i can say after the paper was, she sucked big time. then came the long-awaited friday but the paper spoilted a quarter of the mood because we just had to write the words and definitions all by ourselves. can you imagine some people not even completing their paper with a time given of two hours. blood, sweat, blanks, frustrations and irritations were all marked on the script. it was yet another freaking exam. whatever i wrote can all sum up to an essay.
there came friday and everyone was just so excited about it. met up with some of my closest friends and my cousin for my belated birthday celebration. erica and i were a little late and rushed to wheelock place for dinner with the rest. the place there seems alright, but the food suck big time. i should have chosen nydc to big O which just wasted our money and yucks. all in all, the best food served was the fries and seriously. the batter of the calamari rings and fish can drop out the moment you poke it using a fork, the tartar sauce tasted a little weird, the tomato sauce tasted like they added something. the sauteed crab pasta was alright but will get sick of it. the pastry of the chicken pie looks good but the contents, i dont know. just alot black-peppery look-like inside. i swear i will never go there again for any food except for the chocolate durian cake. it was fine.
met up with bom, initially for a movie but cancelled that plan because they didnt want to spend too much and didnt know where to head to after the show. so we went singing while selene and her bf left for somewhere else. singing was nice, the mood was heated up by bom and me, of course when they were singing this sally yehs song. sung all the way till 4am. totally crazy with those jumpings, standing on the sofa and camming. the classic thing was bom treated that round chair as a bridge to cross to the other side of the sofa. not knowing that the chair has four unstable legs support, she stepped on it and while balancing herself she fell right down and created a comedy. it was damn funny. everyone just reached out their hands trying to revive bom. nothing dropped or broke, just that ikea calendar photo frame. at the end, everyone got restless and were lying around.
took photos and bom thought she was the model of the day. she couldnt calm herself down with her high-ness. then some really retarded and silly things we did, which i guess were all caught on marina squares security camera. headed to suntec to catch the last night rider. bom did sm on the bus. trans-iceland cabin crew and stuff. it was a really wonderful celebration night. and really thanks to everyone who were there that night and thanks for the present and surprise!
