Sunday, July 4, 2010

Don't Cry for Me, Argentina.

The truth is: I never left you.
& so on, so forth.

First, I was going all out for Germany in last night's match, and then since I don't really support any country (and all my buds were cheering for the other team), I went for Argentina.

Unfortunately, they got pwned; pretty badly too.

I hope you've got the time for it because this is another long post coming right at you. Now that I've got that established, let me recap this memory of mine.

Friday, 2 July 2010 - A Night Under the Stars Fundraiser.




More than this year's prom fundraiser; a battle of the bands it was also.

Seeing as how they changed the venue three times due to external affairs, I was a little unmoved as to the success of the attendance.

Nothing too magnificent, it was simple, but I think they managed to rack up more than enough to start preparations for the National Class of 2010 Prom.

Although it started off on quite an awkward note (Tasha, Ellya and I were the only Cheras Cempakans attending), I made off with a slew of new friends. I've actually met most of these friendlies before in intercampus events, but never actually took time to socialise.

It was also a blast to meet the ones I already knew here, but was honestly a little disappointed when a few didn't come.

I spent most of the beginning period showing off this magic trick Johan Shah taught me. The Levitating Styrofoam Cup. Pretty mystical stuff.

Wouldn't you know it, I turned out to be one of the surprise judges. I guess that's why they call them surprise judges; I was totally caught off guard.

For the night, we were blasted away with 7 amazing bands. But only 1 would walk away a winner with RM300 and 3 would turn up performing at the actual prom.

Atlas (Winner), was unsurprisingly damn good. They've had experience in this business, and they expressed it brilliantly in their presentation. They even played two of their own compositions!

Konnection (2nd runner up), chose excellent songs to bring up this night. Move Along and World Behind My Wall had every one finishing the lyrics.

Ticket to the Moon (3rd runner up), played an excellent array of indie songs. Unfortunately I couldn't pick up (or remember for that matter) any of the words.

Walking away slightly deaf, I managed to spend some more time around the place.

Before I left, I even got to say: "Even with all these Christmas lights I'm carrying, I still think you're far brighter than me. *wink"

After another late night's sleep, I woke up into Saturday morning.

Saturday, 3 July 2010 - Cherise's Farewell Dinner & (Not)Sleep Over.




I've only ever been to Marise's/Cherise's/Janice's/Denise's house twice; once before this dinner jamboree.

It seemed a little smaller than I remembered, but still had the warm welcome swirling about it.

What a pleasure it was to see some really old friends (one of the firsts in Cempaka) here. Kah Yan, Azlin and Veronica were back and seemed great! There were some buddies here who were still in Cempaka; a satisfying sight.




After a nice catching up with the oldest of us (Momoko, Joshua, Muhaimin, Denise & Janice), we went over to watch the match.

During half-time, the house was sent back to the dark ages; total blackout. But the TV was working so all the guys were practically on their knees shouting hurrah or something.

Not wanting to see the tears, Min, Josh and I took a walk out when the score was 2 - 0. We figured Amanda Khoo (jelloforbrains) lived around here somewhere and decided to trek off into the unknown to find her residence.

It was about 20 minutes on the walk when I realised whenever the three of us were put together we always ended up going on a shenanigan of an adventure -- almost always involving walking long distances.

Amanda wasn't very instructive over the phone and we ended up walking the right way, then the wrong way and back on the right way. Her house was much further than what we were expecting.

We decided to make our way back.

Two houses from Cherise's, there sits an impressive mansion with stained glass and a strange resemblance to something shipped straight from Spain. Very cool.

When we got back, the house was still super dark.

Joshua and Min had to leave at 5:00AM so I ended up sleeping at 6:00AM. This is what happens when you've got a job and no car.

We ate at the Golf & Country Club the next day. Thanks for the great lunch, Tan's!

Denise drove us over and we all walked back.

I left at about 2:45PM with Johnathan and Melanie to the Curve. Burning time with the pool table, a couple of sticks and balls, we caught the A-Team at 3:40PM.

This isn't the entire story, but you get the pinch.

What do they say? Memories are kept in your mind, not your blogs? Nyeh, something like that. *smirk



Inception
Your mind is the scene of the crime.
15.07.2010





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