One Tuesday Morning

1.29am is a bad time to be up and thinking.

My body clock is screwed, after staying up for a week for the Night Festival.
It was pretty cool, standing on a 2.5m cranolina, dressed for a wedding - almost.

Saw Ian in the crowd.
Somewhat embarrassing.
You'd be if you had make up the sort I had on.

Didn't expect my parents to come and watch me.
Definitely didn't expect Auntie Tong Wah and Uncle Alick in the crowd.
She tells me Hannah and Daniel were there too.
Yikes.
Hope you guys enjoyed the show anyway!

Wow it's 1.58pm!
Oh dear. I had so wanted to sleep early tonight.

Found some photos of the commissioning off Jo-an's blog.
Somebody teach me how to post photos on my blog!
Yes! Blog + Friendster + Facebook noobie here!
Facebook is positively irritating.
And no, most people don't really understand what I mean when I say that.

Can't wait to escape.
To the Savannah grasslands or something.
I don't care where as long as there's blue skies, white fluffy clouds, acres and acres of grass and JESUS!
I am such a strange naturalistic freak.