24 hour ordeal

yesterday was mid-autumn festival. what was supposed to be a picnic by the river side and have moon cake as dessert while admiring the moon turned out to be dinner down at Lygon Street and spent the night in CYK's room doing nothing much other than starting my own family.... in The Sims 2 and raged WW3 through out the night and into the day. i didnt get much sleep... well, only had a few 10 minutes nap here and there. the girls were supposed to call us after they were done with singing k but they didnt. reason why i didnt wana go was because i dont sing. CYK didnt go either cuz he was low on cash. RC also didnt go cuz she was suffering from a major headache. so the 3 of us headed back to the hostel after dinner while waiting patiently for them to call in which they didnt. they said that they wanted to see the sun rise over the ocean but that failed too as most of them were already, according to RC, certified dead. it wasnt until we called them at 5 in the morning did they realize they failed to call us and left us waiting. so then we decided to meet up for breakfast at 8am. so then... what did we do in between 5am to 8am? the usual in between running a family and raging on with WW3 in which CYK started.... i think. so then its breakfast over in Hungry Jacks or Burger King as known in Malaysia... or wherever else. after that, its once again back to the hostel because the few of us that remained standing after last night's ordeal wanted to go look see look see over in Chapel Street. yes, being the strong ones, we persisted with the plan. we did indeed go all the way to Chapel Street, walked to whooooooooole stretch of road in which i managed to get lost in and in which got CYK pissed... ok ok, lets not venture into this... so then we walked the whoooooooooooole stretch of the road and i must say, CYK looks like a living corpse by the time we were walking back to the train station. that poor guy.... and he was sleeping almost the whole way back into the city. you'd think that our journey ends here. but no. wait a minute! i forgot that winnie took CYK's mobile and has failed to give it back to him yesterday. so i had to go all the waaaaaaay down to College House or something that ends with the word House which was a well 20 minutes journey because i didnt know where it was and ended up stopping at the wrong stop and had to look for the place. thank goodness leslie was with me... ok ok... so what if i've been in melb for 7 or 8 months and can still manage to get myself lost? sue me!! after getting the mobile, its a looooooong way back to the hostel but before that, we stopped for dinner. after dinner, you'd think that my journey ends, eh? nah-uh... for someone who hasnt slept in the last 24 hours, this is the last thing that you'd be expecting from me - running around in every direction when i myself am at the brink of collapsing. so then i got myself a nice long hot shower and right after, winnie said to meet me for dinner in China Town and obviously i said yes cuz tonight will be the last night that she would be in Melb and i wanted to see her that last time before she left for Tassy. 2 dinners in the last 3 hours. am i great or what? thank goodness i made it back in one piece. you have no idea how many times i felt like collapsing right then and there. i'm soooo tired.... so tired that i'm feeling energetic. this sounds weird, ay? but not one bit. guess i'm just running on pure adrenaline. now that my business for the day has been completed, i can finally get my rest. i do hope i can manage to sleep. the last time i was this tired, i couldnt sleep for 2 nights...oh oh oh... and i'm proud to announce that i might be the only one still standing after so many hours of not sleeping. the rest are all, as RC says it, certified.

in any case,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY WONG CHEE WEI!!!!!

if you guys no know who he is, he's my big bro.