This week has been a torment. And I'm glad it's ended, no doubt with a bang.


I thought we had the artsy fartsy DNA to pull it off but, no thanks to the fact that I overestimated the limits of the human body, our plans backfired. Badly. But it's over, and the fact that the presentation is 10% puts my mind more at ease. I just need to push harder for the final examination, I guess.



Thursday was a bad day. So bad, I needed a coffee fix early in the morning. And I knew Starbucks wouldn't fail me. Except the fact that the counter staff's attitude changed from warm when she was serving this American couple before me to neutral and smile-less when she served me. WTF. Is this how Starbucks trains their staff? To give preferential treatment to foreigners and treat Singaporean students who look like they don't have a single prick in their wallet like pariah?

My little cup of happiness.

My little girl (my Agnes b). Isn't she lovely?

Then Friday had to arrive and take whatever enthusiasm I had for the weekend away. 5 hours before 3219 assignment's deadline,details were clarified, and I had to make a mad scramble to re-construct my assignment argument. And if this wasn't maddening enough, my damn Nano had to screw up during Hong Bai, Jack felt unwell, and ... let's just say we have a low tolerance level for lacklustre music.






And when everything seems fucked up, you made it all right again.

I miss you.