Too many midnight promises.


RMUN Day Two

Think we moved faster on the second day. Well, we were still going 'round in circles at some points, but focus was deviated after lunch due to RMUN Crisis (which was so expected, by the way). The spotlights were immediately cast upon Iran and Israel - who have been, up to this point in time, rather quiet - to take the floor. So General Assembly One was tasked with having to keep the peace, as usual. Ohmygosh I think we were all so bored with the peacekeeping already! But there wasn't any choice.

Things didn't take a turn for the better, with the Security Council passing a resolution by Tea Break. Best of all, it was stated in the resolution that there was to be a peacekeeping unit led by the Russian Federation (oh, poor Kangkang) and that Iran was strongly urged to 'lighten up a lil' over the whole national sovereignty thing. But, Iran still decided to stick with going "under the guidance of Allah", which actually earned her more points I believe, for being firm on her country's stand.

More analogies sprang up, with France officially taking the title of "DRAMAMAMA". I was passing out notepapers crazier than ever, with the number of notes increasing so much so that they spread out into a fan. But that couldn't beat Shirley's record - she had a whole stack! Honestly, is pasta that attractive? ;D


RMUN Day Three

Last day was so freakin' exciting. The day started off with all of us being so high! Everyone was looking forward to D&D, I believe.

Had only 2 hours to debate. Was pretty bad, 'cause we had to rush out both resolutions for the Crisis as well as the Main topic. Thank God we managed to pull it off, though. Despite the absence of JC/Hungary. Apparently he and Marvin/USA spent 1.5 hours on the phone in order to strike a compromise! Hah, now I call them gay. Guys don't spend 1.5 hours on the phone with each other. Seriously.

After passing both resolutions, we were ecstatic. Unfortunately we didn't have time to move to the Secondary topic, or PPG would've submitted a shit resolution, under the orders of our Boss.

I love Bubbles! YAY, everyone knows time = money, bananas and lambs! Like who doesn't. Tsk. Anyway, Shirley/Italy, Doralyn/South Korea and I/Panama won the title for having the most notepaper passes and seemingly a certain kind of influence over the GA despite not taking the floor much. And Blossom was deemed as having the nicest voice?! Haha.

Fashion Parade was so weird. Everyone was horny and people started cross-dressing. Think it so put us off. And someone actually violated the sacred banana! ): Right, I shan't go into that.

D&D was the ultimate. We were all dressed to kill. Haha. The band was absolutely weird! But the music thereafter was awesome. We danced like there was no tomorrow. Well, at least I did. Dancing is therapeutic, yeh. It helps you forget everything, let your hair down (act emo!) and go crazy. You lose yourself, literally. Like, would Elyssa in the right mind actually dance on stage with ___? Hell, no. Another thing about D&D were the scandals. Oh, you see them EVERYWHERE. JC and I were just going crazy looking at couples. Hah! I know my BFF has a secret too :O

RMUN GA(I) LOVE! ♥

Oh, to the night that never ended-


POST-RMUN

Woke up feeling real high, still. Great.

But other things weren't so pretty. Got it from my Mom again today. Am really annoyed every time I get it on my back. Damn. And I hate homework. HMT, that is.

Unhappy things aside, went for dinner with my brothers 'cause my parents were out for a wedding dinner. Ah, it was great fun. Ought to do more of such, more often. It's really nice to be able to just sit and talk with your siblings once in a while; brings us closer anyway.

While we were at Cafe Cartel my older brother and I had an interesting conversation.

Him: *After picking our orders* Eh, I don't dare to ask. How?
Me: HUH. Just call the waiter over there lah.
Him: Sheesh, okay okay.
*After talking to the waiter*
Him: Man, I think I need to practice more.
Me: Yeh, to prepare for next time.. You're already 18, y'know.
*Looks to a couple beside us*
Him: Eh, observe them and tell me what to do.
Me: HAHA, okay. Make her laugh.
Him: What! I am not the type to make someone laugh.
Me: Okay then make her cry.
Him: Oh, that's much easier.

Right, and do I have to teach him how to be a good boyfriend? I know someone who can.

Wanted to stay out for the Happy Hour. But hey, my parents were going to come home, no? What a pity, because I really need to get high again. It kills everything, at least.

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And we're only so far apart. Thanks for last night.


Listening: Stacy's Mom - Fountains Of Wayne