First of all, in spite of the little crazy episode I had with myself this morning (which prompted me to head to the bakery – bought 5 different kinds of crabmeat buns + a chocolate donut, ate ALL in 2 hours while watching Grounded For Life, The Casino and yes, Oprah), I received my result transcript from college. Guess whatā¦I got FIRST CLASS for accounting. I repeat, first bloody class. I am speechless and I am almost sure that they must have made a mistake (though I definitely am not complaining). Anyone who has been reading my blog would know I am incredibly bummed when it comes to accounting (read here, here, here and here) and I skipped almost every class last year. So what can I deduce from this? Wellā¦firstly, I am a genius and secondly, I am invincible.
Iām happy and giddy again.
Lets hop over to our next subject – Jaimeās birthday. You could read about it from STās blog. My most memorable things about it were the sinfully delicious kiwi cake and the angmoh who was stuck in the 80s. He was awfully hilarious (read: squinching his skinny butt and pirouetting incessantly). Oh yeah, and I love the new bras I bought for Chinese New Year.
Jaime cutting the cake I made 
Jaime cutting the out-of-this-world kiwi cake.
Self-explanatory. Iām officially perfect.
Now on to Zoukfest. I would say itās not bad for my first rave. I wasnāt actually tipsy (Okay, I do hate beer and every other kinds of alcoholic beverages except Jolly Shandy and gin & juice – why the latter didnāt come through I donāt know :C ) so those music became quite annoying and monotonous after an hour. FA and I scurried off to Ghetto Heaven where we danced behind the stage, right at the entrance to main arena (probably annoying the cops). After 5 songs, I was collapsing but FA was still dancing, 3 times the speed of everyone elseā¦Energizer bunny!!!! OMG if only you were a boy, we could hump up a stormā¦I LOVE YOUUUUUUU FA!!!! Read STās account on it. Iām just going to rip some pictures from his camera. Oh and btw, my jacket is a genuine Nike and even IF it looked like some Chinese immigrant getup (which it doesnāt! itās VINTAGE = classy, ok!) itās still a NIKE and it cost me almost RM200, ok? Donāt hate me coz Iām beautifulā¦
At the main room – I think 
Clockwise from left: Me, Audrey, KY, ST, Great Faggot and Saint.
So cold I had to get cosy with Aud.
Freezing to death but had to take a few un-bakchang pictures
And on to Joeyās wedding. She was really beautiful and Vincent was glowing as well. By the end of the dinner, Vincentās pissed and was speaking in Italian. He also said something alone the line of, āDonāt worry I can still light my candle tonightā. Food was mediocre at best and the air-con was kind of whacked, but the point of wedding dinners is to celebrate a happy union so I aināt going to talk negatively about it (which sadly, seems rather popular among fellow chinese nowadays). Not going to pile on any bad karma now, would I? Pictures soon.
