And the group gets bigger and bigger!

That's us at Ocean Park. And since Ni_ _ i and _ad_ad are complaining that they have been refreshing 28409283 times and they don't see new posts, I have decided to blog. And in case you are still harboring hopes of seeing Valerie's posts, I think you can just give up.

So, 8 things:

1. In our bed as the sun rises. Chatting overnight about others' vices. Overnight we couldn't stop our blabber. At 6.30am we fell into slumber.

2. I think I really have talent for poetry. We heard our angmoh neighbours coming home at 5am. No wonder we NEVER see them around.

3. We had dinner at Toastbox and it was OMGGGGGG touching. We ate prata, laksa and nasi lemak. It almost brought tears to my eyes. And we topped that up with a Milo Dinosaur OMGGGGGG. If I could post the picture I would. But I can't because it's in my camera and I am lazy to upload the photo.

4. 'Mama' locked herself out of her own room and had to pay HKD$5 to get someone to open it for her. Plus, when it rains, Mama's chin hurts. Or when her chin hurts, it rains. Depends on how you see it.

5. I bought 25 angry birds. And K_k X_a_ the dirty boy says they are all males. So dirty!!

6. Sir's nightmare is...really a nightmare.

7. When someone calls you 'Cedrick' or 'Lowe', it implies that he doesn't remember who you are. If someone follows up by asking if you are going to LKF, it implies that he suspects he knew you when he was drunk.

8. I made a South African friend! WHOOHOO.

Let me end off with a poem:

Off to Kat O Island we go,

Together everyone, friend or foe.

Tonight we shall sleep early,

So you can see your seafood clearly.

Mama please bring along your specs,

Kevin and Madmad bring their caps.

Samson in his Old Navy,

Sir as usual, looking heavy.

Dave and Nikki bring sunblock

Seagulls appear in a flock.

Wake up earlier, Valerie
Oriana can go for free!

Oh, what time will we be back?

It don't matter--KX's clad in black.

Charles be there, or would he not?

We don't care, he's not very hot.

Absent from the above poem,

Is our dearest poor old Renand.

Never been to Kat O before,

Yet has to return back to 'Singapore'.

HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHA OMG.