This is written on the day of piano concert.
My kid sis figured that it would be fun to call me during the concert rehearsal. Explains the amplified piano in the background.
Apparently, she roped in Mr Ueng to speak to me. Hearing an alien voice (I don't call him often), I thought she crashed James house again for the god-knows-what-time-maybe-he-has-lost-track time and got him to push his voice lower.
Then she tells me Chong Wai has something to tell me, when we all (at least him and me) know that we either talk in-person or over MSN. Phone calls are expensive.
Tell me about having nothing better to do.
Really, send her for PT if she has nothing to do. Actually, you all should go for PT if you have nothing better to do. Helps you pass NAPFA next year.
James, if you are still tracking this, do me a favour and control her a bit. I have been informed (by who else) about what you are doing with the Cedarians, Photog and Ben Neo. I'll be playing my part with the crew and my class, which happens to have Ben Neo included. Perhaps I'll get the SC to help too. May the best strategist prevail, though I do think that the impression I give will help me come out unscathed. Then Kiwi can go to your house any time without any excuse, and your father will finally be right.
I don't intend to screw this up. If all else fails, I can actually revert to my previous not-so-gentle methods.
To the rest of the crew, have a nice day.
