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Monday, July 07, 2008
Gosh. I feel like I'm an invalid today. ):
It began with me waking up in the morn at 8 superbly shag, and I have no ideaa what I was doing, leaving out the 2 most important forms and $ for the medical checkup.
Thus I was late, and wearing specs with my bloodshot eyes certainly didn't make things better. To make things worse, I felt incredibly small as though I've shrunk to half my size when I was on my way on the bus with those NUS students and staff and whatever they are, they are very very imposing. Perhaps it's the pre-freshie-anxiety-syndrome?
And then I have to go through this preaching session by the human rights supporter doc. Yes, like who the hell gets interrogated by a doctor right? and it has totally NOTHING to do with my health or any medical condition. REALLY.
Back at office, I was simply too worn out to get anything done. Yes.
And I wasted 7.7.2008 away.
Howeverrrrr, the cumulative exhaustion is due to the 2 days of ECP-ing over the weekends. (: Great great fun though!
AND, I found someone, friend G, who has this same 'alcohol abnormality effect' as me. Hahaha. Like finally. ((:
Sunday's picnic was way cool! The breeze was fantastic-no sickly-sticky feeling, the weather's great-cloudy and no scorching sun, the food is NICEE-yesyes, banana-choc-chip muffins(even for a non-banana eater like me), but most important of all, it was the company that makes it PERFECT.
Csq lives on, regardless of the fact that we might lose our newsworthiness in the future with so many wannabes mushrooming. Like Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!
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