Went to McCafe and read my Kotler and really understand more about marketing, w00t. Met Randall, who in Philip fashion was more than an hour late. XD He attacked my sandwich and bought a present for his mum's birthday. I pretended to look for a job and pretty, by buying two good tight hairclips which I will lose in the forseeable future.

Later went for An Evening of Music and Dance, where my brother was silly but not annoying and loved to bits by me, Martin Hong acquired many fans, and one of the skits was utterly painful and boring to watch. It ended with the traditional rousing Victorian spirit and the Jam Band called 3450 (pronounced Firty-Foor Feefty in true Russell Peters style) playing a karaoke-go-crazy-put-your-hands-in-the-air rendition of All The Small Things.

I just typed out a mushy romantic dreamy thing that you will all laugh at so I deleted it.

Bye.