I woke up from a nice dream to be greeted by a toothbrush.
And yes, I was late, but what do you expect?
At least Chris was later. I think.
So we lugged ourselves to Bishan, which was not as far as we thought.
Meet Dominic and Chi Lin, and jaywalked to the stadium.

We were a little enthu, then the sun came out.
As we had the honour of sitting in the front row, we tapped into our hiddent chlorophasts and tried to photosynthesise.
We failed. And ended up hungry.
Tried to cook an egg on our heads. Couldn't find an egg.

Cheered until we couldn't cheer.
Kasumi became emo for 2 mins.

Sports meet ended.
At last. Chris, Kasumi and I headed for Junction 8.
Kasumi had a stalker. We tried to shake him off, but he was persistent.
Went to the toilet. He turned back.
Looked at some resturants, he found us again.
He knew what was going on. He wanted to give her a lollipop, but she refused.
I never saw her face like that before.
The Little Princess.

Tried to shake him off again. Another one of my ideas. He followed. We hid Kasumi. Chris went missing. Irritating.

When he finally left, we ate at MacDonalds.
"Watch out," I told Kasumi. I hope she heeds.
Went home. Took the MRT. Chris nearly got chopped into half.
At one stop, Chris got dragged out. Went back in again.

Alighted. Chris went in circles. I blindly followed.
Back home. Tired.


Watch out Kasumi, this will not be the last time it will happen.
You have a bad feeling about him, so do I.
I wonder if he can even be counted as a friend anymore.
And I'll have a feeling he'll blame me for this.