Training today...

After the first series of jumps, everything already started to get darker godamnit.

Went to ma. Doesn't pay to be early.

Rushed down to ot.

Saw some famous people... found out that I'm not the star-strick kinda person.

Beatrice Chia is... short?

Royston tan is... wth, didn't know he was like that.

Kumar has got a body ladies would die for, minus the boobs.

Angelo, the country's top chef did up some awesome food la. Albeit quite hard to identify what the hell we were actually eating. Everyone guessed different things. Amazing, is this his power?!

Francesca, singapore's top dancer is godlike. Doing splits, busting out hiphop, ballad, twirling, miming - all on 3 inch heels. The energy around her was incredible.

Quite amusing that some rich china lady actually requested that. _|_

Too bad the agent is over-protective. Kidding, kidding.

Anyway, I thought all was going well until I tasted that familiar bitterness in the orange juice, and knew that bugger was up to something. Luckily I stopped Shaun before he went off to wonderland. Idiot la, he knows damn well that he's underage.