Well, was initially supposed to get going to the pasar malam after work yesterday to meet some real people. But the big, bad thunderclouds came and dampened our plans [pun totally intended]. Sigh.

Thankfully, I got a call from Amanda at work after that, [Yeah, I had to put her on hold, and she had to listen to my lines over and over again.] and yay, we were going to go out with Michelle!

Went to Papa Chops Mama Grills [Or was it Papa Grills Mama Chops? What kind of a name is that, anyway?] for dinner, and saw a big version of Azan's face plastered on the wall there. He could make it work like a discount card, y'know?

"Hey, that's me. *points to himself, and then to face on wall* Now, I want a 20% off on my black pepper steak."

Okay, okay. I'm off-topic. Back to Michelle. She's still the same ol' Mich. Vertically-challenged, horizontally gifted, and hyper with a capital H. Catching up on the old days was too much fun. Gave us all the blushes.

Manda reminded us that we had formed a group called the Jellybeans donkey years ago in Standard 6, which I apparently was playing the keyboard for. I have no glimpses of that now, whatsoever.

What was I doing in a group named the Jellybeans? *scratches head*

Reminisced about the good old primary school days, which included:

• sneaking Digimons to school and hiding them in the flower pots;
• begging Pn. Chai to let the girls play football,
• which we succeeded in and in which,
• our dear goalkeeper, Mun Fong scored a spectacular own-goal;
• Sharmin being a very bad influence to all of us [This was unanimous, dear, sorry];
• what little bitches we were back then even when we were still in navy blue uniforms,
• and even though the whole lot of them [Excluding me, mind you.] were prefects,
• making Suk Kwan cry because we didn't like the same member of the Backstreet Boys as she did, [Yes, back then we were ALL teenybopper fanatics.]
• us making the most god-awful, horrifying, embarassing video for Michelle for her 16th birthday. I shall not go into details but we were acting as Charlie's Angels. God.]

The rest of the conversation was way too mortifying for me to disclose publicly on my blog. Lol.

*turns deep shade of red*

Took some crazy pics. Will post 'em up when I get them from Karen.