Confessions of 300 Unmarried Men

What a abysmal play it was! Just got home from the New Drama Centre at the National Library @ Victoria Street. Thank goodness we got the 2nd cheapest tix @ $38 and it was only 90 minutes long!

It had its moments... Why is that plate sushi still on the conveyor belt? Why is it that no one has chosen you? Is there something wrong with you? Yeah... Sounds like what I ask myself sometimes...

The song and dance components were utterly stupid and kinda nonsensical. But funny, I guess. I just hope they dun make a fool of themselves when they show in Mew York.

The monologues by the 3 lonely guys were a bit too cheem... Couldn't catch everything they said and definitely couldn't understand half of wat was going on.

Thank goodness Jonathan couldn't make it. But perhaps we'd have more to talk about the next time we meet if he did. Then again, it was so bad the lot of us who went to watch it has absolutely nothing to say about it - good or bad...

The only thing it did was perhaps made me even more depressed about my single status.