Roar.

You know, if you haven't heard about Spidee at NUS, you must be living under a rock in LalaLand, and totally devoid of all social networking tools. Blogsurf-ed, and read about what other people said. One comment went something like, "Wait. What are these students doing in the library at 130am?"

C'mon, fellow Singaporeans. Face it: if your Uni kids slept at 10pm after their bedtime stories, Singapore wouldn't be where it is today. You can do a simple snowball survey to ask Singaporean students 16 years and up; their average sleeping time would probably be 12am to 2am. Speak about moving the country.





Mugging is starting to get excruciating, especially when it's past the first paper, I'm sitting for one of my favourite modules tomorrow, and I scored just passes for the mock tests I found online.

Panic. Tell me about it.

Weather was... horrid today. One moment it was sweltering hot, and the next it was raining cows. Brought Baby Eeyore out to accompany Jack and I on our mugging mission. He's cute. But that wasn't any form of relief for butt-flattening mugging. Someone should do some study to find out that sitting for long hours and milking your brain juice and having MacDonald's as one of your very few food choices on a Sunday is a health-threatening activity. Please tell me that.