lemony snickets
so there.
a bronze, bucketful of tears, but a hell lot of memories.
wed-thurs-friday have been a series of unfortunate events, hmm. like, lemony snickets.
but i think we're all really, really proud of ourselves. but we just fell short of mounting expectations.
so anyway. met up with everybody at marche at the heeren. and after that, it was a mad phototaking frenzy.
but the certain half of the team just like to spoil things by leaving abruptly, leaving all of us outside nydc. in fact, i enjoyed the dinner last year more so than this year.
but after the dinner was the real fun. haha. the madness.
so we hung around outside heeren for an extremely long time, like a bunch of morons, discussing where to go. because hotels are completely overbooked and ridiculously priced. and hotel81 was being contemplated.
so then, we decided traders hotel. and so begins our ridiculous journey towards traders.
i was completely high. me and tammy. thank goodness for grounded pple like jx and mich. if not both of us would just sit on the streets and laugh the whole night. and then, all of us started walking around in circles because we didnt know how the heck to cross to the other side of the road. so there we were, in pretty clothings and heels, trudging through bushes. and mind you, this is orchard road.
so yes. screaming at everything. laughing at everything. scaring ourselves to death by treating people like ghosts. and everything, we finally reached traders.
slapjack without glasses. (of which perfect-eyesight tammy failed miserably at) hide and seek. the number of places u can hide in a tiny room never ceases to amaze me. and more card games. oh, and how to lose a guy in 10days!
and a lot, of kicking at night. much to my annoyance. hahaha . and in my stupor, i walked into a wall in the middle of the night. no actually, 4am and grabbed mich's blanket.
alright. i think i should get some sleep noww.
a bronze, bucketful of tears, but a hell lot of memories.
wed-thurs-friday have been a series of unfortunate events, hmm. like, lemony snickets.
but i think we're all really, really proud of ourselves. but we just fell short of mounting expectations.
so anyway. met up with everybody at marche at the heeren. and after that, it was a mad phototaking frenzy.
but the certain half of the team just like to spoil things by leaving abruptly, leaving all of us outside nydc. in fact, i enjoyed the dinner last year more so than this year.
but after the dinner was the real fun. haha. the madness.
so we hung around outside heeren for an extremely long time, like a bunch of morons, discussing where to go. because hotels are completely overbooked and ridiculously priced. and hotel81 was being contemplated.
so then, we decided traders hotel. and so begins our ridiculous journey towards traders.
i was completely high. me and tammy. thank goodness for grounded pple like jx and mich. if not both of us would just sit on the streets and laugh the whole night. and then, all of us started walking around in circles because we didnt know how the heck to cross to the other side of the road. so there we were, in pretty clothings and heels, trudging through bushes. and mind you, this is orchard road.
so yes. screaming at everything. laughing at everything. scaring ourselves to death by treating people like ghosts. and everything, we finally reached traders.
slapjack without glasses. (of which perfect-eyesight tammy failed miserably at) hide and seek. the number of places u can hide in a tiny room never ceases to amaze me. and more card games. oh, and how to lose a guy in 10days!
and a lot, of kicking at night. much to my annoyance. hahaha . and in my stupor, i walked into a wall in the middle of the night. no actually, 4am and grabbed mich's blanket.
alright. i think i should get some sleep noww.

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