initial d
2006-12-13 11:36 p.m.
3 more days to d-day.
dooms day.
dance day.
dawn day!
take your pick.
anyway the costumes me and dionne have to chug around are piling up, and they're not looking good.
first, the one costume that we have been constantly and unwaveringly wearing the entire time: the red and black ensemble that is such an eyesore, which will b doubling as one of our hip hop costumes.
second, our other retro gold and white hip hop costume which holds such bad memories from its previous usage.
thirdly, a tiny white tube top and skirt for shine, which posed a LOT of trouble for 2 such minute objects.
and lastly the same tube top and a pair of stupid, flappy white fisherman pants that are so long we have to alter them or trip on them, which will b the costume for on2.
what a bundle of joy.
today's activities were the same old, same old, hence i will not comment on them.
the one thing that was different was my sudden, um, wealth, as dionne so kindly pointed out. (click on her link)i also went through several emotional changes during those few hours.
first i was very amused talking to angela and singyee who had some interesting info about the q bar performance which i missed, and then to brenda, who is older than her years and very outgoing.
i was further cheered up at the toilet because it smelt pleasantly of some sort of cinammon bubblegum and offered a free basket of mentos, which dionne and i just about wiped out. that's what you get when you put 2 sweet tooths and a basket of free sweets together.
following that was a bout of the universal '....' emotion when i heard about the performance at ministry of sound tomorrow night, which i may not b able to make.
and then i became very annoyed at stone who went to dionne for help with on2 again and almost caused me to have to go home myself.
this would b the 3rd or 4th time, if i rmb correctly.
what kind of lousy memory does this moron have?!
the only reason i didnt go home by myself was because it started raining the instant i stepped out, hence a very strong bout of the '.....' emotion again.
and then there was boredom as i watched stone and dionne prancing about, going through the guy's steps that even i can now memorize, just by watching.
then came relief when they finished, closely followed by the inquiring, rather amused emotion as we went to ivy for instructions on how to wear the complicating fisherman pants and saw the resultant look which was rather strange.
and finally, total blank out on the way home, to give my mind a rest.
the world from a cynic's eyes.
