The Jeweler's Shop was....well I don't know how to describe it in so many words. The play itself which offered food for thought in many ways, there was the cultured arty-farty feeling you get when you watch such stuff, and of course the great company =)

Ah, I know how to describe it now. It was a brilliant way to spend an evening.

If you asked me what the play's about, I might have a little difficulty answering you. It's about relationships, about love, about how marriage is a union where two become one, and yet the one remains two. It is about how insouciance and apathy, and non admission and denial can ruin a relationship. It is about how love is the true weight of man.

Pardon me but I do think I'm describing it rather superficially. But it was pretty cool, and at Raffles Hotel Jubilee Hall, which positively connoted high class. Haha. But that's not the point. The point is that the play, written by Pope John Paul II who passed away is definitely worth watching.





I've now got a rather glowing disposition. Because I'm sunburnt and my face is oily. That's what happens when you're in full uniform taking your cadets for a drill test for 4 hours. All of that yelling and scolding. I guess it'd be a side of me people don't usually see. But I do it if I need to. And I needed to today. So yeah, all in a day's work I guess. Though I'd much have preferred an all round-tan and not just a face and forearm burn.

A bunch of new albums but no way to put the songs into my mp3 player cause my CD drive's screwed and I can't rip the songs into my computer. That totally sucks.

Anyway. Peekchers!


Photos of my Bintan trip. Long time coming, I guess. The sandcastles you see weren't made by me. It just so happened that there was this ongoing competition or something then, so I took a few photos. There were other nicer sand structures though.














Here's a photo of a Teacher's Day card which I made. This one was for Mr Li. I made 3 different cards in total, but this is the only photo I have now.





Some random old pic of some of my classmates.