I've been pretty angsty lately, discovering some truths of the adult world, and hating it. There's so much to say and I could go on and on but I think I'd rather not. Maybe because it isn't time yet.

So I shall talk about the rugby sevens. (:

They were great! Much thanks to sean's dad who had vip tickets [although I'm not sure he didn't regret it, seeing the amount of noise we made] or maybe they weren't exactly tickets; I don't know, but I do know that that ticket was worth way more than a hundred bucks. And it was definitely worth it. (: I mean, I went last year too, but it was urmm. different. The grandstands man, that's where it's at. The grandstands contain the atmosphere, and let me tell you, atmosphere is everything. I'm serious. The difference is palpable. In the stands , the match between south africa and france is so exciting, it's heart-stopping. Outside, even Samoa and New Zealand can't catch my attention. The grandstand rocks! Everyone's dressed up, yelling their heads off and dancing away. Everyone gets caught up in the thrill and becomes part of the spirit. It's so wonderful to be involved in it all. (: Screaming frantically for japan [you guys tried hard man. yr good!], cheering- no, bellowing for south america as they win the match during the last play, making witty jokes [oh look they're waiing for the egg again], and oh my gosh can I even begin with the food?? Lunch was apple crumble, cheese cake, chocolate tarts, spring rolls, smoked salmon sandwiches, bacon, tomatoes with mozerella, etcetcetc and dinner was lamb stew, thai pineapple rice, two different kinds of pasta, sauteed cabbages, strawberry shortcake, african tarts, three different kinds of salads, chicken rendang and get this- salmon and tuna sausages.
Not to mention te free flow of drinks (: 100 plus, coke, ice lemon tea, fosters beer and wine. Did you know that 100 plus mixed with fosters and wine is pretty nice? hehheh..

I promise I didn't get drunk. I probably wasn't even high. (:

The experience was fantastic. We slipped out of the balcony and downstairs to the bleachers cz that's where all the dressed up people were. Funky-ness was the order of the day. There were "birds", Elvis and his disco girlfriend, afros, clown wigs, painted faces galore and even the Mask. (: The guys said that the day before, drunken cavemen [flintstone and friends] had jumped from the stands to the floor [can you believe that? it's one storey high!], evaded security and ran across the playing field with six men chasing them. haha. Atmosphere! The entire crowd was bent on having fun, and that was that. Fun was the order of the day, and it was definitely, undeniably, wonderfully achieved. (: Blowing on a fosters' whistle jug thing, stomping on the bleachers, dancing with the songs... just generally letting ourselves go and everyone just had suc a great time. Screaming "GO SAMOAAAA" and "GO FIIJIIIIII!!!" was an incredible adrenaline high and during each game it was like my screamings could determine the winner. hahaha. But I really think the crowd at least could hear my passionate battlecry of FFFFFFFFIIIIIIIIIIIJJJJJJJJIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! And I am SO proud to announce that Fiji is that cup winner of the Singapore Rugby Sevens. (: Big fat happy grin.

Oh and sean promised I could have the bag and shirt. Big fat happy happy grin.

seesee told you my sunday was good. Even supper was prety fun. The next day my voice was rather deep and husky but it wasn't really obvious unless I talked to the whole class. haha. But hey I've always thought sore throats and coughs are fun. erm. or the fun sick things to have. haha.

yayy.. a gorgeous sunday, a three day week this week, baking with sab tomorrow, meeting the girls on thurday, westside on sat... what more could I ask for? Bliss. ((: