Fresh

I've decided to chuck the past few entries from June to November 2008, and start on a new page. Apparently Diaryland's weblog style is giving me piles, and I end up having entries all logged onto one page, which is excruciatingly difficult to read and load.

Thou shall stick to one per page.

Apparently I slept before 12am yesterday night, out of my own free will.

Anyway, Saturday has been extremely eventful, with my extremely horrible 2101 paper to kickstart the day. I was okay with the MCQs (Read: Multiple choice questions, but each with only 1 answer). Then the lecturers decided to exterminate us with the MCAAQs (Read: Muitiple Choice and Answers Questions). The basic idea's that they throw you a question with 5 options, and you have no idea how many of them are correct.
Bleah.
So I effectively killed my 2101 score, despite my 75% grade for 60% of overall grade.
*Sees my B+ fly away*

Lunch with the husband came as a huge relief, because it allowed me to ditch my ordeal and, with a cliched pun, carry on with life.
Ooookaaaay.
So the husband devours Mega Macs like it's animal instinct to him. 2101 wrang my brain and appetite dry, so I had the usual apple pie. I still find it amazing that the simple apple pie could ooze so much happiness and comfort.
No pun intended.

So we shifted base to my home, where I later found out that Dad was planning some celebratory feast. His official excuse was because the entire family could sit together and have a proper dinner together, after perhaps a few months. Dad has been flying in and out frequently for the past few months, while the sis just finished torturing herself in OBS. Plus, they could sit down and grill the husband. Haha. Joking. Anyway, we gave Jack a first-hand experience of our family dinners, where the table's never short of food and conversation. Plus, Mum and Dad got his favourite food!
*Jealous*
Oh. Man.
Haha. Never mind. At least they love him.