I wanna take back my previous post, my fireworks experience on the last day was much much better.
No more stupid buildings covering the view, police blocking faggots from squeezing onto the originally squeezy bridge. Lucky us, we were already on the bridge with the piano club.
Then the smell, sound and sight actions started. Ok, it was really smelly. Asthmatic people who want to commit sucide, but are afraid of failure should really start sucking in the pollution. After all, it is sponsored by SPorch or Porch or Porche or Pot or something like tt.
1 of the damn canons wasn't working properly, the left side (from my point of view) cluttered with colours while the right side lacked intensity.
You know whats the worst part of it all? They started shooting fireworks into the water. SINGAPORE very rich ah. Donate the fireworks to me lah u boozos.
The finale was superb. Truely well done. The brightest timing of them all. I enjoyed it very much. Too bad the magnificence lasted only as long as someone's fart can make sound.
I haven't like made many new friends this few years, going out with the piano club was kinda refreshing.
Then i realised I'm part of the oldest batch in the group. Didn't look like it, didn't seem like it, but facts are facts.
Then we headed around aimlessly for quite sometime and ended up at le cineleisure.
I'm never gonna have any chance of lessons in Ngee Ann Poly anymore. After exams next week, its off to attachment...... at paya lebar. Thats insanely far.
My boss seems a nice person. He has already given me his namecard, quite cool. I also wanted to give him my namecard too, but i haven't printed mine yet.
Nice right? My namecard. I made it to satisfy the IS teacher. My teeth is over-whitened. In Reality, me teeth's color seems more like urine than toilet paper.
I need a dental appointment. Argh.
P.S. in case of retards who read my blog, THE NUMBER IS FAKE, THE COMPANY IS NOT REAL AND I AM NOT A CEO of Chongyi & Co.