I think at the end of the day, for all that the work's worth, I'd still want nothing more than to be the most underpaid of all at any event or gigs I may have the delight of working for in the future.

The people who made my morning, noon and night:



















There's so many people I didn't have the chance to thank or say goodbye to. My supervisor, my assistant supervisor, all the people who helped me along because I'm too weak to push the big carts, all the ushers who did my work for me, all the people who immortalized this weekend to memory.

Words go beyond how much I love you all. Words also literally go beyond me most of the time as I didn't understand half the canto that eason was belting out but it's good, there was easy Chinese at some point heh.

To the crew, the staff and everyone in between - thank you for the rocking good time :)