Cheap night out

Well, well. I have recently finished my draft for Education and Development in Asia. A rather painful experience, given the word limit, time constraint and topic I set myself. I’m not too happy about it, as I am aware that I might have only touched the surface. As a LSE postmodernist commented, I have hardly tackled the definition and the structure of ‘elitism’. Ah well.

Having submitted the draft to Ms. Sab yesterday afternoon, it was great to have the time and the opportunity to have a cheap meal at Wagamama (i.e. with the Time Out 2-4-1 voucher) and to watch a new musical for free. It was my first time to Wagamama ever, and apparently, it used to be one of Jonny’s favourite haunt. We both had rice dishes, mmh, the names of which have since left my sieve-like brain. It was tres yummy tho, and the texture of the rice was great (unlike the rice I cooked this afternoon using the rice cooker which traces its ancestry to Eugenian possession). Wagamama sells some souvenir shirts as well, the colours and patterns of which are actually quite nice. Unfortunately, Wagamama discriminates against guys, and has products only for babies of up to 12 years old, and gals! Erhem!

The musical was quite good, though it didn’t seem so in the first half. Motown songs are way before my time. Mmmh. It doesn’t look like ‘Dancing in the Streets’ has been reviewed yet. Mmmh. Well, in the second half, most of the people in the theatre were up and dancing. Except the poor blur and yawny Chinese aunties who prolly were only there because they got free tickets. It ended on a lovely high note, with a rendition of ‘Ain’t no mountain high enough’, a song brought to my attention by the Julia Roberts and Susan S movie, ‘Stepmom’.

Having danced enough and worked off excess energy, there was no need to go Bar Code.

So really a cheap night out lor! :p

And what shall I do now? Maybe try to load some pictures onto this website. And clean up the mess that is this blog.

Wish me luck! :p