if i load all the photos from prom, my blog will just die. actually, i think i'll die first from impatience, cos it takes darn long to upload a photo. prom. firstly, it wasnt worth 90 bucks. "steamed patin fish with crispy garlic and black bean sauce" turned out to be a slice of fish no bigger than my palm for each person. wa i seriously thought they would bring one complete fish to the middle of the table and help yourself. my ipod shuffle-size piece of duck was half bone. our table didnt get our vegetables. table 2 won some prize; we were table 3. 90 bucks is worth about 5 sushi buffets. hey, its even enough to fly to bangkok.
still i must say most people looked really good. some so good that they were beyond recognition. camera flashes made me blind. post prom is to play pool. yeah, sad life. the secret to winning pool is to let your opponent self-destruct. otherwise how else does a newbie like me win the first three rounds? i've never seen orchard so empty before. can easily lie down in the middle of the road. with supposedly 5 jcs having prom on the same day, there were quite a lot of drunk well-dressed people. nightlife aint for me. i dont wish to find out some of the weird things that happen in the wee hours of the morning when people are drunk.
"a thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices
for yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
fall on your knees, oh hear the angel voices
oh night divine, oh night when Christ was born
oh night divine, oh night divine"
still i must say most people looked really good. some so good that they were beyond recognition. camera flashes made me blind. post prom is to play pool. yeah, sad life. the secret to winning pool is to let your opponent self-destruct. otherwise how else does a newbie like me win the first three rounds? i've never seen orchard so empty before. can easily lie down in the middle of the road. with supposedly 5 jcs having prom on the same day, there were quite a lot of drunk well-dressed people. nightlife aint for me. i dont wish to find out some of the weird things that happen in the wee hours of the morning when people are drunk.
"a thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices
for yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
fall on your knees, oh hear the angel voices
oh night divine, oh night when Christ was born
oh night divine, oh night divine"

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