Sleepy Sunday

been a whirlwind those past few days! havent really got down to studying like i said i would.. but spending quality time with brothers and friends, catching shows like never before, haha, do i sound deprived! (yes i was............)

watched lemony snicket's with brudder zhuang and toes, it was okay, not outstanding..and the baby never fails to seize the day..hahaha so CUTE. adorable..maybe i should have one of my own..

- IT fair : disappointingly crowded, nothing impressive. and nothing that i really wanted out of it either..

- travelling to IT fair: it was horror. after waiting for 171 at far east for wad seems like eternity, jasper and i decided to walk up to goodwood for some durian puffs.. met andrew there he's waiting..and he's mother broad..ahhaa.. yeahh and saddest thing was, no durian puffs.
fuck. so we took a cab down to suntec...the biggest regret of our lives. took an hour to get there, cab far amounting to $11.70.

lesson of the day: NEVER TAKE A BUS OR CAB DOWN ORCHARD ROAD ON SATURDAYS. always trust the mrt, even if it's a little squeezy.

- went to china square to check out some toy shops and chanced upon some retro collectibles shop..he looked for marilyn monroe while i was looking for some nice old posters to put up... hmm.. maybe they would have audrey hepburn hidden somewhere in some corner..natalie would love that!

- had dinner at changing appetites, this nydc/cartel like cafe at china square while waiting for brother col.

- football and escargot and chivas at jasper's place..was sleepy...

- 3 brothers sleeping together on the floor, chatting the night away till we fell asleep.. was a good gathering.. and it's been long since we've talked like this, since guys rarely talked anyway, with moments of madness in between... well, the myth is still not disproved... THE BROTHERS 4 CAN NEVER BE TOGETHER AT THE SAME TIME.

woke up bright and early for some breakfast by uncle ang, sumptuous.. and we left for RI for some kickaround.. nice meeting up with those 4F dudes, and enjoying the whole sch for ourselves on sunday... took a walk down memory lane.. back to senior block, with our faces forever etched in the annals of RI..hahah YEAH MAN!! the sports captains photos still stand on those hallowed walls..

and of course, went souvenir hunting..brought back a hurdle and a hockey stick, wanted to bring back some smely tshirts to wash but they were just tooo smelly..checked out that eerie tunnel leading from the range to the track..found an old TnF programme with my name inside!!! woohoo!

ahh..treasures are everywhere, just waiting for us to pick up... and every step i take brings back so much memories, and in some nook or cranny, the most unsuspecting corner, somewhere somehow, i would find myself. literally.