Went for an S05A class BBQ yesterday. Attendance was 18/28, not bad after 2 years, and only just under last year's 20 or so. Twas held at Qingru's place, which stunned me and several others who had not had the chance to step foot on the grounds.

Perhaps the address - Cornwall Gardens - should have alerted me. The place is like a richly decorated manor house, or a 5-star hotel suite. Now we know what opulent, decadent splendour Mr Li lives in :)

Chinx was, as usual, decked out in his customary black, including long pants. I wonder at his not burning to a crisp in the recent oppressive heat. And as with the last time, the Shuyu-Tong-Myo Li-etc clique convened a meeting of the Cult of the Banana. A quick count of 6 of the girls revealed that 4.5 of them had brown hair (ie 1 of them had hair subtly streaked brown). I suppose it's a natural expression of individualism, but I didn't know that they had secret A03 tendencies :) The choice if colour is perplexing, though. What's so good about brown? If you wanna dye your hair, why not go all the way? Green, platinum and blonde, ala the Japanese. For example, Chinx stridently proclaimed his intention to have white hair!

It was Changge's birthday, so following in the time-honoured tradition of physically expressing their friendship, most of the guys dunked him in the pool, and he managed to bring Sing Pou down with him. Sadly, it seems no one ever dunks girls.

After Luther, Katie and Kaimun left, the 2 cliques of girl talk exchanging girls and Pro Evolution (or whatever that PS2 football game is called) watching guys became more apparent, and Chinx and I were the only outcasts left. Damn. Not long after, the evening ended with some of us watching amusedly on as 1 guy and 4 girls squeezed into the back seat of a car going to Holland Village.

It was the first time I got to indulge the secret, hidden side of me that revels in the Compulsive Photo Taking Disorder, and between my shaky hands, attempts to take shots without using the flash and poor manipulation of the "exposure" setting, I emerged with a new motto - "In Auto We Trust". Oh well. Whenever people screw up their shots they just call them "artistic". Mmm. Time to read "Photography for Dummies" on my brother in law's bookshelf.