Saturday, October 04, 2008
to raise the hand that draws the line;
SUPERBAND GRAND FINALS. TOMORROW, 730PM.
can'twaitcan'twaitcan'twait!
dafengchui and yishijie are gonna pwn man. Right. So only one band's gonna come out on top tomorrow night, but ohwellz dfc and ysj are both superly good.
Not that the other bands aren't. :)
going to the finals tomorrow with valsoh wilz and yitong. i think the walk to mdc's gonna be WAY shorter than usual, but more tiring 'coz we'll be carrying all sorts of stuff like food and boards and banners. yitong's making one for mr nuh :D
and wilz and I have made a SUPER deal about photographs haven't we willettewee? I wonder if our dreams (literally, dreams) are going to come true tomorrow night.
SMSES SHOW THAT YOU ARE MOST LIKELY TO DREAM OF THE THINGS YOU MENTIONED IN YOUR SMS THE NIGHT BEFORE.
octeo: omg i dreamt of ___ and ____ and ____! (some people from san yue lah heheh)
wilz: mine even better. I dreamt of u me _____, _____, _____, _____ (some random superband people :D). tt was such a great dream. :-D im so happy.
thank God none of this happened when we were going nuts over american idol and CSS2. i shudder to think what an overdose of craziness would do to our brains man.
BUT I LIKE IT!
>: D
Mmmmhmm so I'm probably not one of the world's deepest and contemplative bloggers around, but hey, MY LIFE = SO INTERESTING. Past few weeks in school have been pretty much the same but still fun, options options options options math math math PE and superband x1000.
and valsoh is getting nuttier as the weeks pass. WHOA OH. *poke poke*
darn it we can't book chalet for chuiguan yet because we have to wait till precisely on the 9th of October, which is kind of a pretty long way away from now, especially if you're totally on tenterhooks and worrying whether those three single leftover chalet vacancies for 9th October will be used up before we are allowed to book it. DARN IT.
tomorrow's gonna be a SUPERRRRRRRRRRGREAT day!
postscript: TOTALLY GREEN WITH ENVY. GRRRRR. GRRRRRRR. MUST. MAKE. THAT. DREAM. COME. TRUE. NO. MATTER. WHAT. I shall burst out in peals of manic laughter. MRRRRRAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA.
Octeopus rambled on and on and on, on
2:46 PM.
