it's almost 3 am.

i have to be in school in 3 hours.

oh joy.

i guess i'll be all grumpy tomorrow as well.

oh well.

23rd july 2004.

4 month anniversary.

man, time flies by really quickly.

haha, but we wouldn't really know if zheng didn't tell us..

"eh.. when's our anniversary?"
"... dunno."
"aiyah.. how now?"
"wait.. i remember it was in march.."
"dance night.. what date was dance night?"
"um.. dunno.. ask zheng.."

hahaha.

one useless pair, we are.

racial harmony day was yesterday. wore joan allen, tried to pass it off as indian.
managed to fool a few people.

practically everyone else asked if i was wearing daniel yam.
the rest asked if it was my prom gown.

haha.

1. i wouldn't wear that for prom.
2. i wouldn't wear such a mainstream brandname like daniel yam.

oh well. the day was fun. i have pictures. come ask me for it if you want to see.

most of it was spent doing stupid poses. haha.
the mother son pose with zheng..
the wedding couple pose with ranon..
and miscellaneous family photos.

haha.

and the super family.

that just tickles me straight.

hmm.. let me backtrack.

the weekend was pretty much getting back to secondary school weekends...
sleeping till late. shopping in the afternoon. and a dinner party in the evening.

all right.

sans the sleeping late and shopping.

had to go for drama rehearsals.

but there was still the evening dinner parties.

never thought i would say this, but i miss those.
the mindless chatter, the fake compliments.. and people comparing.. over and over again.

i miss the dressing up.. the nice expensive dresses.. the super long bath i would take before it.

and then the super long time i would take to get ready.. like getting out of the bath.. putting some music on.. walking around in a towel.. putting on moisturizer.. defrizzing my hair.. repainting my nails.. walking around in a towel somemore.. finding shoes... watching some useless music video on mtv.. finding clothes.. and then getting changed. halfway. and then walk around and go on the computer while waiting for my hair to dry.

now it's just run home. run into the shower, run out. grab clothes on the way. change and answer the phone at the same time. run out. hair still soaking in a towel. gobble something to eat. run to the car, comb in one hand, shoes in the other.

well atleast there are still the parties.

gives me some time to just sit back and think whether this was how i was going to end up.

the lifestyle that i was so vehemently against doesn't seem so bad anymore.

but it still doesn't mean that i'm fitting in.

somehow it's bad that i don't belong anywhere.

not posh enough to hang with the rich kids. the overachievers.

it was worse when i was from crescent and the rest were all purebreds.

most of them are purebreds.

raffles raffles all the way.

rgps. rgs. rjc.
and then the assorted first class honours in the prominent universities.

but i'll never trade crescent for anything.
so maybe i do stand out. so what?

i'm pretty sure i had a much better life as a crescentian than a pure bred.

oh well.

and then there was the party.

haha.

wait. before the party. the week before that, gee and i were at the tailors, she needed to get one of her suits altered to make it smaller.. she's losign a whole lot of weight suddenly..

anyway, she was like in front, and i was happily checking myself out in the mirror..  and then the tailor's assistant came up to my mom..

her: your daughters?
mom: yes. my girls.
her: very pretty ah. got good genes.
mom: haha. thanks.
her: (looks at me) good height.. (looks at gee) good legs... (looks at me again) good boobs.

good boobs?!

hahaha. i felt so violated. haha.

ok. so back to the dinner.
i was just walking somewhere and one of my mother's friends was behind me..

she: *stares at me* ah. anjali. you have a good figure for a sari, ah?
me: i do? oh. thanks.
she: yes. nice curves. very good.
me: um.. thanks.
she: you know that in ancient china, women with big hips were the most higly regarded because they would me more likely to bear boys.
me: ...

they might be socialites and everything.
but they sure can't make a proper conversation.

and i just realized that i have really broad shoulders for a girl.