Being able to hide behind Nono when Momo's Edward Hyde suddenly surfaced. Momo has been getting touchy lately. The once spontaneous landscape of wits pit has now to be threaded with much caution. One wrong statement, and I get the mine explode on me. The interesting thing is, I never know what I said (/keyed) wrong until I see the fireworks. The stress of it kinds of spoils the fun we used to share. I am certainly glad Nono is there to advert the stifling atmosphere before we boil each other's blood bad.

This is also the first time I am at SOTA's theatre. (just thought of registering this! J)
Dinner was good today too. The service staff at Billy Bombers, Cathay were a cheer. Food was not the best, but it wasn't bad. The service guys looked like they really loved their job, and were a fun bantering with.
I have to be thankful for the people with me today.
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Rubric >> Momo: The poor student with rich aspirations >> Nono: The party boy with interesting life >> HP: The pretty ex-colleague
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