memory card please work

why cannot read the memory card, ugh.
have so many pics in the cam, cannot upload what's zee point.

today have the NDP road closer around nicoll highway area, but i had dinner at raffles city, a pretty good dinner too!
crepe! had the peking duck (oh shit, i typo-ed "u" for "i") crepe which was (y), and had lychees in it.
warm ones.
mmmmmmmm.
but it was crazily expensive for a crepe, but well, crazily expensive for people like me.

anyways i came from marine parade library, took 36 down and at suntec the driver asked those going to ____ dont know what affected places to alight.
shiiiiiiiiit. so jo (thanks, i'd die without you, seriously) walked me to the city hall station which i took only about less than half an hour to reach.
meeting time: 5
arrival: 5.30
next person's arrival: 6
next person's arrival: 7.30.
haha i wasn't late after all.

and when going home, i iris-ed my bus, which told me to give up waiting because of road closure.
normally, i would walk to bras basah to take 12, and it was behind the place where i was at.
but i didn't know, because i did't realize. so i walked a whole round looking for bras basah before giving up and going to starbucks.

and it just hit me, starbucks drink > macs meal. price. ohhhhhhhhhhhhh.

so i did my compre, "did" meaning reading, scribbling answers and not doing AQ.
and finished my one and only chapter of the day.

then mooza called to scold me and tell me she didn't want to eat the donuts i bought cause donuts are not for overnight-ing. and that i should have taken the train a stop down to bugis.
k.
i drank my white chocolate frappe for 2 and a half hours, with a slight headache, and went back to the bus stop.
oh no- iris-ed first, which told me to scram, and since i found bras basah, i headed there.
which i later on, again, (i always find things out later on) found out i walked a whole round-a-bout way.
good job kris.
i iris-ed bus 12, which told me about the road closure, which meant that even if i had found the stop earlier, or train-ed down to bugis, i'd be waiting till 11 for the NDP shit to be over.
yeah but it came anyways.

i alighted bus 12 very happily, albeit guilty, cause i didn't give up my seat to anyone... tired la.
happily, if those malay guys were laughing at me and staring at me when the bus drove off, happily, if i didn't see the cockroach in front.

reach home, and that's the end of the extremely boring adventure i had today.
what's this, my first wordy length-ish post? which is meaningless of course.
arghh pictures.

in short, screw you, NDP, why practice till 11pm?
slave drivers much?