today's been a lovely day!

ok the SATs were not so lovely, but it's lovely that they're over and the entire SAT phase of my life is over. though i'd thought they would've been over after january, but. well.

after SATs, home for a most fulfilling lunch and 3 gorgeously unhealthy pieces of champagne royce. and then my Alias ep which dear shoojee faithfully brought for me. fantastic fantastic episode. i was really tearing up during the 1970s recreation bit. um, not 1970s like hippie and crazypeople and makelovenotwar, but 1970s like sydney's childhood, but i won't elaborate because it wouldn't make sense to non-alias-y people and it might spoil aliasy people. just that it was a brilliant scene, brilliantly conceived, written and acted.

unfortunately, tickets for Kingdom of Heaven all sold out but instead met shooj, wiggy and vaish for coffee and general orchard-ness. gramaphone, calvin klein, starbucks, mango. acquired eternal sunshine dvd and a really nice top which goes fabulously with my white trousers, though i didn't get the orange one vaish liked which went rather well with my tan skirt. but for tan skirt i think i'd rather look for a white top.

then. raffles city, walked around with chit, lots and lots of clothessss. man orchard and the general shopping area is SO BAD for me. i keep making mental shopping lists that never end!

menotti's great - great food, decent prices, great service. the indian waiter kept coming over to say random things and kept telling us about credit card promotions not realising we're poor students without credit cards, and he asked us how long we've been in singapore so i guess he thought we weren't of singapore, and he asked us to save some of our dessert for him and was mock downcast when he took away my bowl and it was scraped clean. chit insists he was hitting on me, though - because he came over at one point specifically to give me a glass of warm water because i must be cold sitting in the aircon for one point, and at another time he tried to convince me to try a different dessert because i was being boring in having just a scoop of chocolate icecream and he guessed correctly that i always have chocolate, and because he said bye just to me at the door. sweet, i suppose. he was terribly nice. but not the cutest guy around. eep. and the service really was very good. compared to the nightmare pizza hut account that vaish wrote about on her blog. i hope she didn't pay at the thomson plaza place. i would have kicked up a royal fuss.

speaking of cute guys!!!! while walking out to get a cab in the afternoon i saw a couple of my neighbours whom i've never noticed before! two australian boys, REALLY cute. and they were coming back from the pool wearing just berms. ahhhhh. that was sweet.

and thennnn my parents came to pick me up, gave chit and mani a lift. and i finally got home a little past 12. it's been an exceedingly long day, but i feel happy and gastronomically contented.

especially because tomorrow's lunch with the parents for mother's day. on dad's expense (ironically?) because that ensures a nicer place than possibly my brother and i'd be able to afford. ah well. one day i'll buy my mom diamonds. so i keep telling her. not that she really needs any more, but it's the thought that counts right? and if she's anything like me (and i definitely got my shopping genes from somewhere, although she's far more prudent financially than i am) then she wouldn't complain about more of the Good Things.

what else. oh i just recalled my hilarious pink lights moment so i shall recap it. S, K and I at nydc cafe outside heeren. the one with the tented ceiling which has lights that change colour. in the pouring rain, attempting study. when the light changes colour to pink. and i randomly look up, and say "pink lights! i like pink lights!" S and K resolutely ignore me for about 2 seconds before bursting out laughing. it was just an offhand comment at the time, but in retrospect incredibly hilarious.

oh also - my brother, for all his scrawniness, is impressively strong. as he demonstrated this afternoon, he is able to lift me, my mom and my dad. not all at the same time, duh - but lifting my mom must be quite an achievement, hur hur. and my dad's even heavier. and i'm... not heaviest. i'm smaller than my mom, thankyouverymuch though she's always prodding my thighs in derision.

long day, long post. happy post. happy day. sleepy now. night!