One of the most sluggish Tuesday ever, like there was school yet no school at the same time. The timetable left most of us, as quoted off my babe Erika Cleo, bored shitless. School kick-start with two hours of emath which to us is equivalent to two very long hours of sleeping period. We ended up plugging into our mp3s and pre-occupying ourselves with our own little things right till the class wrapped up at ten and then left for breakfast.

And oh after which there was Prelims' English Oral and another extremely long break till the next class at a quarter past two, so we crossed over, grabbed our chocolates and snag a magazine from seven-11.

All right, let's just save the rest for myself because this post is beginning to sound rather shitless itself, all mundane and eew you know what I mean.

Anyhow, Eka and myself couldn't stand waiting any longer so we packed our bags and left, not bothered to remain behind for the next class. And once I got home, I popped Phantom Of The Opera, blasted the home stereo sound system with great sound of the awesome musical, grabbed my mini packet of Little Rocky's Cookies and set my bottom right infront of the idiot box.

Phantom Of The Opera is absofuckinglutely awesome, I swear. The fantastic music of every little acts and scenes, ultimately beautiful backdrop, sets, props and such, and of course, extremely gorgeous Victorian-like costumes. I didn't take my eyes off the screen, this I swear again. The whole classic musical is just so magnificent and like the two new managers of the Opera House claimed, bravo and stupendous! Not to mention, I was moved and I teared towards the end. POTO made my afternoon. Eka, now I don't plan to return you the dvd. Lollers.


Lotsa love to you pretty earthlings <3