*YAWN* Woke up at 6.30 am even though I didn't want to go swimming with Walter and Mummy. Couldn't get back to sleep no matter what, decided to tinkle about with some html. I'm crap at html.

I know it's abit late to talk about Singapore Idol----okay, make that VERY VERY late----but I shall just voice my opinions anyway. Yesterday, the New Paper revealed the the number of votes each contestant received. Sly lost by 200 000++ votes, if I'm not mistaken. Hah! I've always wondered how he made it THAT far in the competition anyway. Jessea Thyidor must have taken one look and thought,"I lost to THAT?" Come on, seriously. Till this day, I still wonder why some scrawny, self-proclaimed 'badboy' made it to the top two. Wait, don't answer that. Sly has the X-factor. He's special. He has a cute smile. Um hello?? If that's what it takes to be an idol, any scrawny guy you pick off the street who can manage a decent smile has a shot at stardom. Sure, the boy can sing alright....but puhleez! He was crap next to people like Maia and Olinda! What interests me most of all, is how some people have become music experts overnight. They go on and on about his 'X-factor' and his 'charm', and sound like they really KNOW what they're talking about. Which is a big joke really, because other than those two descriptions (which have been SERIOUSLY overused..), there isn't anything else I've heard. The best man won in the end, and it was certainly not sylvester.

Bought clothes yesterday!! Finally got something to wear for my cousin's wedding. It's going to be held at the Fullerton, and apparently it's supposed to be formal wear. It was quite fun shopping, actually.In the end, I settled for a shimmery gold bodice with spag straps----trust me, it's GORGEOUS.---- and an olive green skirt that makes my legs look incredibly thin. Even though it burned quite a big hole in Mummy's pocket, I'll like to think of it as an investment. Yeah.

It's already 8 December.Gosh, I really miss my friends all of a sudden. Even though most of us will be going to the same college next year, I don't think it'll ever be the same again. I mean, whether we like it or not, some of us will move on. We'll be in different classes, have other friends, etc... kinda makes me sad. Wei Yen will probably say something like, "It's all fated..." We all have very defined roles in the group. Angela: Loud, practical, mumsy. Wei Yen: Funky, stubborn, calm. Yoke Shan: Smart, sensitive, hilarious. Janice: Blur, sweet, funny. Michelle: Intelligent, articulate, ambitious. Me: Emotive, hopeless drama-queen. I think it's the differences in each and every one of us that makes us so close? Even though I thought that Angela was a bitch a few years back...ahem. Anyway, with Michelle going to RJ and stuff, our group's gonna be slightly incomplete already. pfffft.

Must organise a christmas gathering.