I didnt have to wake up at 745am because i got awakened at 5am. just 1+hr after i fell asleep! my relatives from england/batugajah arrived today. so we brought them to the chingay rehearsal in orchard tonight because we figured it's as good as the real thing. just with less people. within a day, they've already met singapore's mascots. skinny singaporean girls. one of my aunts actually asked me whether there's enough food in singapore. hur. chingay was no mardi gras. they had really glamourous costumes i must say. very pretty. but they lacked...err... cross dressing. *raise eyebrow* it's more exciting tt way. there was actually a rafflesian contingent! i took a picture of the float but im too lazy to upload it now. they were representing the "youth and sports" theme so the float was some waves thing with a sail. and of course atop the sail was a typical tanned goodlooking boy waving at the crowd. bun, i must say i got reminded of he-who-must-not-be-named. the parade was quite good. apart from the dancing guy-with-ponytail wearing ruffles and jc girls with counsellor-enthusiasm trying to make people standing by the side do the chingay clap (1 clap. *clap* 2 clap *clap clap* 11 clap *11 claps* chingay!). i mean theres nothing wrong with being enthusiastic (disclaimer: i was a prefect remember.) but the whole scenario was just so wrong. so so wrong. u cant try to hype up a grand total of about 5 people and make them clap with you. (5 people because everyone was spread out in a row and if u stand at 1 spot and tried to talk to the crowd, only a handful can hear you) did i mention that my head/shoulder came in handy for the tall guy behind me to prop his elbow while he took photos of the procession?