19th of May was VERY.... interesting...
My morning began innocently enough, spent some time with the Lord, then excitedly prepared to meet my friends for Phantom of the Opera.
Decided that there was time to curl my hair, so I did. Messily.
Decided that there was time to reply some emails, so I did.
Then decided that there was time to get a cab and make it down in time.
Then realised that I was going to be late, and so smsed my friend.
And again, and again.
By the time I reached Esplanade, i only had time for a sandwich which my friend bought for me. And I had smses demanding chocolate at the pit. Some friends among the musicians for phantom were wondering if I would deliver up on my promise to drop polar cakes into the pit for them. Needless to say, I chickened out. The guards at the Esplanade door were intimidating! I bought them Mrs. Fields brownies instead and delivered them to the stage door. =p
Phantom of the Opera was enjoyable! Apart from some rough patches in the music, I thought the Phantom was the most spectacular and wonderful character! So much angst, so much emotions and so tortured! "Christine~~~ Christine~~~" sigh... in one stroke he turned from tortured madman to tortured lover. I couldn't stop gushing much to the digust of my two friends.
But I must say for certain that my friends had an enjoyable time with me. So as to brag, bwahaha... if you have the chance to attend a concert or musical with me, do so. I have many comments to share with you. hahaha... I dragged my friends up and down the threatre to check out the view, dragged them to the pit to say hi to my friends, who all disappeared except for good pal kath. -_- I guess when they realised polar cakes were not falling from heaven, they made for a getaway.
After that we made our way to the Esplanade library where a friend of my friend was performing. Singing and playing the guitar and harmonica! So talented! I didn't stay to listen all the way, cos I had to go answer demands for chocolates and went off to the stage door with Mrs. Fields in my hand.
Then my female friend and I went shopping while my male friend cried mercy and went home for dinner. hahaha....
Orchard was fun. The measly amount of cash pooled provided dinner for both of us at Wisma - a plate of beef kuey tiao, a bowl of beef noodle soup, a large plate of rojak and two cans of drink! We were both delirious with joy. We still had 20 cents left over!
Then we decided to go shopping, got card mah. We had a grand plan to start from far east and go down all the way past taka, to john little and centrepoint. But we got waylaid at Wisma instead. We got distracted by the sale sign at Topshop. Then while on our way to the ladies, our eyes spied the sale sign at Isetan.
At the end of Isetan, my friend recieved a call and later asked me, 'want to go watch soccer?'
Huh? Soccer? Isn't that for guys? So I hmmm... and hammm... and finally decided to go. The problem was I didn't realise it was a BIG event. Man U against Chelsea. Woah~~
So after walking down to Far East to pick up a reserved item, my friend's ex-uni friends picked us up to Chijmes - which was PACKED. After walking around, and making phone calls, we finally walked back to the very first pub which offered us space.
And when I walked in, I was greeted by... my uni lecturer and his wife. -_-; I guess he was spending some quality time with the Mrs. before he went off to Vietnam (yeah, now you all know who liao.) He looked amused to see me at the pub, for a soccer match and asked if I had placed bets. I didn't even know it was Man U against Chelsea! The last time I actively watched soccer volunteerily was Man U against Liverpool in 2001.
But what a match! I was glued to the screen. 90 mins gone and still nil-nil. Extra time, nothing... 2nd set of extra time~ and Chelsea scored! I'm missing out a lot of in between joking about who my friend and I were supporting (since my friend supported liverpool and I no one, we decided to support the underdogs who ironically won), and our desperate need to sit after all that shopping. We ended sitting on a huge amplifier on the stage. And me being really thirsty, drank away at least 30 bucks. -_-; But I did learn a new drink which I really enjoyed - Midori Melon, it's really sweet, and easier to drink than lycee martini which my friend ordered for me. The lady at the bar was very nice. ^_^ I just asked her to recommand, and said simply, I'm thirsty. and she got me this great drink. Shows that she knows her stuff. haha or I'm just ignorant.
By the time the match ended, my professor and the wife were gone, and we had to dial a cab home. Waiting for the cab was exciting, cos we had to fend off happy hoppers who would take over the cab that we called for, and watch out for the cab licence plate. I was really tired at this point, but grateful to my friend who watched out for me.
So in conclusion, 19 of May burnt a large hole in my pocket, but was simply unforgettable.
