The First September Blog of Lady28

My life has been a buzz of activities that I didn't even have time to breathe. For the first time since the September holidays, I woke up late. 12 plus to be exact. But not before I was woken up by my nephew's and niece's incessant knocks on my door at 7 plus. To say goodbye to me before the former went to his playschool (they are sweet when they don't make a ruckus). Then I woke up at 9 plus (out of habit; it's weird that I can sleep late). And finally at 12 plus where I quickly switched on my laptop to check if the final episode of THE FIRST SHOP OF COFFEE PRINCE was alread uploaded. And it was there. Today's a good day..

Saw my Dar-Dar online and I knew that she was hooked on to the same show too. Haahaa..

What I did next was what I haven't done for so long; taking my own SWEET time to bathe and doing my personal bathing rituals merticulously. Scrubbed myself.. Slathered lotion all over my body.. Hmm.. I smelt so good!

That was all besides the point.

I am going to start my life from last Thursday, 30 August 2007.

I was selected to go to Istana for some Potters' Convention. Parked at Plaza Singapura and guess what I saw.. Aaron Kwok's poster saying that he was coming at 1900 for an autograph session! Gosh.. Aaron Kwok exists since I was in secondary school; must thank my Ciecie for that. She was the one who lent me his cassette (yup.. cassette!) and I actually listened to his songs. Haahaa..

Called Zah and Nad up; in case my convention ended late, could they take a photo of him. Zah as usual was cynical, saying something about him being old and all botoxed up. Nad just played along with me. Yeah.. Yeah.. I'll do it for you. Thanks, Nad.

So there I was at the Istana, standing ALONE with nobody to talk to, when around me were hundreds of other Potters. Everywhere I walked, I heard them talking about Potterism. Haiz.. we still could not get out of our Potter skin even when we were out of the institution. Met two or three familiar faces; said hi and bye. And I'm supremely bored. You know the term BORED TO DEATH? Yeah.. that one. I could actually die of boredom. Called people to occupy my time before the great event but everybody's busy. It just dawned to me that I couldn't marry a royalty; I would die attending this kind of functions! So sorry, my dearest LaneigeQueen. I think you have to say goodbye to that condominium which I promised you. I don't think I'm suitable to be a Brunei princess. Haahaa..

Since everyone was busy, I took a few shots of the Istana. Mind you. The shots are as bored as my mind..

Plates. Yeah.. Stacked to perfection.

The ceilings of the Istana. Chandeliers. Yeah.. Exciting.

The food was horrid. No offense. But the only nice thing is the salmon on the bread. The rest was either too hard or bland.

Pretty right? But don't be deceived. Only the round thing was nice. Haiz..

And meanwhile, I was thinking about Aaron Kwok. He was just next door. And I was going to miss checking him out. Sniff..