Post exam destress

And so, my exam was on saturday.

After a 6 week break, my brain almost forgot how to absorb and regurgitate material. Ah well, last minute cramming can help it along...

i shall resolve to not do this again...

ever...

the post-exam feeling sucks... nausea, heatiness, sleepiness, drained of energy... urgh...

And, it was a loooooong day to boot...

After my paper, went to meet Baby at McRitchie as he was doing his company tree-top walk thingy...

Bumped into peter on the bus... surprise surprise! He was going to mediacorp, and was getting of at the same bus stop as me! He really did look slightly different, and we talked for a bit... Finally passed him the books that he wanted... Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime and Five People You Meet In Heaven. Highly recommended!!

Had to wait for Baby to appear. Called him, and he said he was driving... from where to where i also dunno...

I don't like to wait. I really, really DETEST waiting for people, busses, taxis. Basically, anything that requires me to wait, i dounch like. And so, there i was, waiting for him for what seemed like hours on the end... like some stupid idiot wearing jeans and shoes (not track shoes) and looking totally out of place...

Stomped about, grumbled, ranted and swore around for a bit. I swear, making someone who is having PMS wait when she hates waiting has got to be the stupidest thing to do...

oh well, showed him my black face, but had to pretend to be ok, since he was going to intro me to his DXOs and clerks...

I have an announcement to make. I am no psychic. I cannot read anyone's mind. When telling me you are driving, i didn't know you were sending people around. If you say, let's go eat, and walk towards the direction of a playground, i would assume you want me to slaughter some children and have a bbq. I wouldn't know that there was a buffet already catered for the hungry folks of the army.

Ah well, met his people, ate a bit, and got embarrassed by his clerks. I am flattered actually, that they were really nice to ask me to sit in the shelter when it was raining and everyone was jammed in like sardines. But i ain't no man-eater... it is okay to sit next to me since there is space... =P

Then proceeded over to his place to nua for a bit, then off to Peter's Gone in 72 Days filming.

Boy, did he look different. Like a man reborn! The belly dissapeared, and the face looked more pointy with the hair nicely done. All i can say is WOW. Good job... now all you have to do is go to the gym and firm it up...

When he was on stage, the friends were invited to get on, and say something. Man, did we freak out! did lots of silly things, and had to re-shoot... ah well... I'm gonna be on TV! Sure look damn fat one... ah crap...

Oh well... be sure to catch the coming episode (no it's not the finals yet)! Man in bikini... we're all in a dilemma... should we not watch out friend wear it out of respect, or should we just let the curiosity kill the cat?

Oh, the choices we have to make in life!!