Your Humble Narrator

dan's gettin FAT.

I swear i am! Been going on a food binge of late and i dont know why. Like now, for example, im enjoying a nice hot and spicy packet of calbee's grilled-corn snacks.

Ah well.

Spoke with mum about the tournament and she thinks i should go for the exposure and experience (wtf they are all programmed to say the same things, arent they?) but she wont let me train for the tournament more than twice a week, inclusive of monday night tennis. Whats the point! So embarrassing. Maybe at the end of the year. But we'd definitely go down to support the burghley shortiesss.

Did i mention i went to the school of rock semi-finals? Hmm maybe not, i dont remember doing so. On sunday my bro, mum and i went to j8 to catch fantastic four. After the movie i heard loud live drum beats coming from the floor above us and suddenly it HIT me that it was SUNDAY and that it was 4PM = SOR semis!!!

Told my mum that i had to pee and ran off in the direction of the toilets. Hey, i wasnt a liar. I really had to pee. But i went sped up the escalator to the open plaza first.

It was drizzling man.

Stood there amongst the huge throng of people for a while until i decided that i was seemingly out of place in my bright red adidas shirt while everybody was in black and had eyeliner on (?). And also, I was possibly the only chinese for miles. ALSO, i was alone.

Which made me feel strange in a way.

The band was good, but i didnt get to catch their name (eternal loop, i think?) and i was starting to get wet then i really HAD to pee at one point, so i disappeared down the escalator again to push my way through hoards of people in black, eyeliner and wearing random studded things, not to mention having randomly studded body parts.

Hmm.

So i went to pee then met my brother and mum to go home.

:)

IM FAT!!! *munches calbee happily*