Tuesday, June 13, 2006 @11:08 AM
funeral for a friend > history
saying yesterday was fun would be an understatement. :)
sentosa is so different now. then again, the last time i was there was last june. err
initially i thot things were gonna go heywire for me cos i was supposed to meet the west ppl at 9(i even planned this time lar) and i woke up at 8.54. so i rushed like mad and my pits were raining cats and dogs. ok, you didnt need to know that :s
God answers prayers. it was raining a lot the past few days so i prayed(till the extent of begging) that it wouldn't rain on mon, and it didn't! very unfortunately, it was too hot that we couldn't play for a while(you could crack an egg and it would cook instantly) and we all got pretty burnt.
played captain's ball with gl's friends who were there too. that was fun.
ultimate frisbee was crazy.
i got pretty pissed off cos of some stuff which kinda spoilt my mood a bit. thank goodness it was ok after tt.
had sakae. 100 dollars over lar :/

after sakae, we didn't want to go home yet so we went to find things to do. we landed up at siloso and took photos at the siloso words thingy.
and the tram bus driver was like super high lar. he kept saying, OH MY DOG! dunno for what also.
we saw a bball court ahead and we played for a while. oh man, i laughed so hard there. so many silly acts.
on our way back. heard from my friends tt some racist argument broke out between and indian national and a s'porean chinese in her 50s. i knew there was a commotion going on but i didn't know wad it was abt, until they told me. racist lady, jus know tt your comment is gonna stay with that man forever.
AH WELL.
photos.

li hong wearing eugene's jersey, which was really big on her


eugenia and me

i like this photo! i dont know why, but i like it

girls



one of the thousand zi-lian photos taken
meeting shawn later to discuss bbq stuff. the bbq's like 2mrw and we're discussing today.
uh oh.
beck and mom are at church camp. it's amazing how becky came back real late on sat but was off to camp yday.
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