I'm back here again. I actually pity my blog already. It kinda has to go through every thing that I go through as well. Happy, sad, angry, boring or even plain stupid happenings in my life. Kinda like the guy who takes everything with me, and I never thank him. Not that I'm gonna do so now anyway. Heh =P

Oh well, Hari Raya Celebrations on Wednesday night was pure tosh. I was the unfortunate backstage guy, you know the kid who handles the props and all. Luckily, nothing broke or went missing or anything like that. It was quite smooth till the event ended, then came the clean up. Hallelujah, it was really fun to see a bunch of disgruntled guys being made to push forward their dinners and instead make them do some housekeeping. We took our own sweet time to clean the entire place, joke around, monkey around, Marc even tried to kill Tang with the help of a trolley. Though in the end, it was the trolley who walked (or rather rolled) away with more serious injuries. Sad thing was that after all our tosh, we went back only to find that all the catered food had finished. Not that I was really upset, my main concern was to just get out of there and make my way home. I think by the end of this 2 years, NS might actually make me love my bed so much that I would consider getting married to it.

Okay, no.

Today was simply f*cked up. Yup, with that word I threw out my 'G' rating that this blog has had ever since I started it. No surprises for guessing that an indian guy was behind it as well. Somehow it always involves an indian guy, the curse never left me luh, they're still getting me.

Right now... it's like

Indians 100

Chris 0

I'm getting owned. I shan't go into details, but it was screwed it. Tomorrow shall be a happier day.