REIGHTARDS I LOVE YOU DARLINGS. *muaks* Reightards outing ROCKED. But first, since we're in the CTs mood now:

Yayy cat and I rock. We walk into a bookshop (Popular at Orchard mrt is having a clearing out sale!!! GO GO GO!!!) and come out carrying three copies of...

*drumroll*

The Dialogues of Plato.

Wait, correction.

The Great Dialogues of Plato.
With the complete texts of The Republic, Apology, Crito, Phaedo, Ion, Meno, Symposium
Translation by W.H.D. Rouse.

Which, of course, had nothing - nothing, I repeat - to do with the fact that they were selling it at 3 for $10. So me and cat each took one, stared at the rest of the 3 for $10 section in hopes of finding another decent book to buy and saw 'Fluffy Rabbit Pillow' and 'The Adventures of Timmy the Rabbit*', much to our disgust, and proceeded to call suet in an attempt to persuade her to buy a copy too, lest there be a welfare loss of 3.80 since each book separately costs 6.90.

*Book names changed to avoid problematic cases of defamation and because I can't remember them.

After which we the two KI students trooped out looking immensely pleased with ourselves, and Gen got some ASEAN history book (yuck) and Brenda was just gaying around in the bookstore.

We then proceeded to walk confidently towards the Hard Rock Cafe, ignoring the tiny fact that 1) none of us has ever gone there before and also the more important fact that 2) none of us actually knew the way.

However, in the presence of a geogger (gen) and someone who knows orchard road like the back of her hand (brendy), mel and I decided that as long as we didn't allow cat to lead the way, we would be pretty much fine.

And midway, which was also around the time when we realized we were really kinda...well...not lost but definitely not in clear possession of our coordinates, mel remembered that bel and lickie were supposed to be there first to prepare the coughcoughcough, and smsed them in hopes that the two who were, I repeat, supposed to be there first would tell us how to get there.

And the only information we got from THAT was that 1) they were not there yet and 2) they were only a few meters in front of us, which meant that 3) we had to slow down drastically or else cat-the-still-blur would figure out what was going on. (On a KI-related side note, although the premises 1) and 2) are correct, part b of the conclusion 3) may not be true since it is based on the implicit assumption that Cat will actually figure out what is going on if she saw lickie and bel carrying the cake. And knowing cat, that assumption isn't very valid.)

Either way we finally arrived at Hard Rock, where mel and I tried to surprise cat with her menu (which will be uploaded later on reightards cause photobucket is being a complete and utter ass), which went this way:

Seating arrangements:
Brenda Bel Moi Mel
Cat lickie Gen

Me: Psst bel slip this SUBTLY into cat's menu okay!
Bel: Okay. *proceeds to take the menu and very NOT subtly hide it under her own menu and in the process attract Cat's attention*
Me and Mel: er OKAY.
Cat: *narrows eyes suspiciously then promptly forgets about it*
Mel: Eh lich why don't you take the menu back and we pass the OTHER way.
Me: eh hehe good idea.
Mel: *slides fake menu into the real menu* Eh lickie ask cat if she wants to have this for lunch.
Lickie: Cat do you want to have this for lunch.
Cat: Hmmm? *stares for a few minutes* AHAHAHAHA er haha not funny. -___- Is this my birthday card?
Mel and me: It's a MENU.

AHA I got it up. On Reightards.

And I just realized that I like to cover events in excruciating detail. Which is not good. Especially when I'm supposed to be revising CTs. So basically THANKS MEL AND YOUR GENEROUS MOM FOR THE VOUCHER like $2 per person to eat at HARD ROCK *zomg faints*. And CAT YOU BLUSHED LIKE A erm a TOMATO. Yes. Announces.

So anyway the other highlights of the day was 1) when bel was supposed to sing.
Bel: I'm not singing in the restaurant!
*once outside*
Bel: I'm not singing here it's so crowded!
Us: *look around* *points to a bench near the phone booths under a tree* there. that's not crowded.
Bel: You want me to sing in the PHONE BOOTH?!?
Us: -___-"

2) In kino
Gen: pretty pretty notebooks.
Cat: pretty pretty notebooks.
Moi: pretty pretty notebooks.
All three of us: *drools*
Cat: Should I get this notebook or that one?
Mel: I still think gen's one is the best. Steal it.
Cat: Okay.
Gen: *squawks* NO don't take my book!

3) Back in the restaurant, cause I can't follow chronological sequences that way
Cat: Eh gen we haven't done our cute noises ritual.
Gen: Okay let's do it now!
Cat: *makes cute noises into lickie's left ear*
Gen: *makes cute noises into lickie's right ear*
Moi: Lickie, this is the time when you do The Stoppittttt
Lickie: Stoppittttt
Cat and gen: *makes more cute noises*

4) Also in Hard Rock, when we were going to celebrate cat's birthday
Staff: And for our second birthday of the day...
Cat: *chats on and ignores*
Staff: today is CAT's birthday!
Cat: har HAR what OH. YOU. *narrows eyes at lickie*
And we proceed on to sing the birthday song very loudly and embarrass cat, with whistles and cameras and yeah. Four slices of cake.
Us: Cat make four wishes.
Cat: erm... maths, econs, lit, ki...

Yes. And reightards outing ROCKED. Especially all the bel-bullying that went on (oh gawds the DUBIOUS DUBIOUS statements she said...) and PIRATES (zomg multiple johnny depps)

Okay okay I shall upload the menu and erm do econs. Shudders. I hate CTs.