Am not feeling a little good. Having said that, I feel bad for blowing things up. Hungry man is always an angry man. Don't you understand?

Had lecture til 940pm just now. Thanks to Elson I didn't fall asleep on train like how I did on bus 74 on my way to school in the evening. He was entertaining, as usual. A bump-er turned friend. Amazing, yes, bumped into him not just a couple of times, but a zillion times. In school, in lecture theatres, outside school, at a friend's birthday chalet, at train station. Tell me how small can Singapore be.

The long weekend was indeed confusing. Thurs, Fri, Sat all felt like Sat and Sunday to me. Sat feels like Sunday and Sunday still feels like Sunday. All thanks to the holidays, nice company and food, and weather of course! Hence describes the uber blue Monday I had.

But yay hey, almost tuesday. Or rather is it Tuesday already? Another round of PSOC night lecture by Steven Taylor tonight. I had better get my dinner planned out before hungry fernie turns into angry fernie again!

So, smile... Tomorrow will be worse.