Dim Sum Dollies totally rock my smelly socks! YAY! Haha, well, lets all start from the beginning shall we?
Malay was the most dramatic moment in my life! Well, the day before (Thursday), Nafisah fainted somewhere so she, Suhaila and Alia didn't attend Malay. So yesterday, they were doing a test which we did on Thursday. We were all busy doing another never-ending worksheet when suddenly Nafisah was in the process of fainting. Then, the paramedic (Nazurah) came and tried to revive her. Nafisah was crying while she fainted (?). I seriously do not know how she does it. She was carried out to the hospital. Now everyone nicknames her Rebecca.
Well anyway, before we went for the musical, we had to go to the Arts Museum to appreciate drawings which could be done by a five-year-old. Seriously, at first I thought that I was looking at the drawings mothers put on their refrigerators to showcase their children's 'wonderful' drawings. There even was an 8-breasted woman. Maybe she gave birth to octoplets. Hahaha!
After that, we went to some unknown shopping centre to eat dinner before the musical. We all went to Long John's. After that, we were behaving like monkeys, silly silly monkeys.
The musical was absolutely fabulous even though we were sitting at the very very back where we couldn't see the casts' thick make-up. But it was well worth it. I shan't say anymore because 3U and 3N are going off today. It was a bit risque so families with little children shouldn't watch it. They would be better off watching Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. It's much more family friendly.
The show finished at 10.30 and I was being Brandy saying "I'm sleeepy!". Well, we boarded the bus at around 11.15 because Honghui stupidly left her wallet in the theatre. Ms Tang was panicking with her high-pitched-irritating-at-night voice. Seriously, once the sun sets, Ms Tang's voice becomes irritating. During the Resilience Camp, when we were waiting for the train at around midnight, also it was damn irritating. We reached school at 11.45 and I reached home at 12.30. During that time, my mother never called me asking if I was mentally and physically intact. I came home and nobody was awake to greet me and ask how the show was.