My phone got drowned last night and I tried my best to dry it but in the morning it just kept vibrating non-stop when I put the battery in. So in a frantic flurry of emails and free smses, I notified all the important people I had to contact about the situation, causing me to miss the bus to school. And consequently, the entire International Students' Breakfast as well. Sigh.
See the weird screen? :( At least it works!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
See the weird screen? :( At least it works!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!However as I was doing my readings in the library, I decided to try the phone again, and it miraculously worked!!!! Just that half the LCD screen seems dimmer. Thank God, I knew He would come through for me!! There is virtually no repair shop in Irvine, and the nearest phone shop is somewhere not near.
As I went to check in at the International Center, I met Ka Ho who just did the same thing, so we had lunch together. Here's the freaky part. Halfway through the meal, I blanked out on what I was saying and realised I was in the same situation as a dream that I had about a few months ago, like my view of the West food court and the blanking out. Except that I blanked out then and was thinking "what sort of weird dream is this?" while today was "I remember this scene!" poor Ka Ho just waited for me to finish my sentence :p like in the dream. I remember thinking at that time, 'poor guy why would i do such a weird thing while talking?' c'est un deja vu!
My only class today was by the same scary prof as homeland security. But somehow my mods always overlap on topics, and we discussed about the Israeli-Gaza conflict, which incidentally I just had a lecture on! Cool eh. Of course had to get into the spirit of things and volunteer to answer questions, although the prof made everyone speak a few times. This class is also very heavy and there's group work and stuff. MaNS. If I didn't really really enjoy it I'd be crying. This style (the House kind of everyone gather together and throw out ideas) wouldn't work in NUS though, cos no one would talk and we'd just sit around waiting for time to pass.
Meanwhile, the sun came out today and it was much warmer, so the Tshirt I wore was sufficient in the afternoon. By night, I was shivering like mad and my teeth were chattering. I missed the bus back again cos I wanted to finish photocopying the readings for one class and was dreading waiting at the bus stop in the cold, when I heard the offbeat rythms of a jazz band coming from the Claire Trevor School of the Arts building. Of course I had to follow the sound, and ended up standing at the door listening to the practice, the cold forgotten. Everything sounded so familiar and it felt like home. Sigh.
It's amazing, how a sucky day turned into such an enjoyable one.
3 or 4 weeks to midterms now. ARGH!!
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