Rushing down to meet sis in the gym, I hastily changed into my old sch pe tee and fbt shorts.
Grabbing the keys and closing the door, I furiously jabbed the elevator button.
Entering the lift, I noticed something funny about my black fbts.

On closer inspection, I realised I wore the damn shorts inside out.
Jia liat! I started to panic.
Just then, the lift door started to open and I tried to hide my embarassing underwear-on-the-outside look.(cuz of the lining of the shorts) Thankfully no one was outside and I quickly pressed the door close button.

Feeling lazy and awfully crazy, I decided to flip back my shorts right then and there in the lift.
At that point of time it seemed like a pretty practical thing to do.
But imagine the scene if my neighbours saw me--- hair dishevelled, shorts halfway down my legs and me frantically trying to pull it up.

In other news, attended my first wedding dinner sans family but with my gals.
Twas a night full of photo-taking, laughs and a yam-seng courtesy of just us girls.
[Will update with pictures later]