...and Skyped with Deborah!

That lucky girl got to go to UC Berkeley, place of elite snobs who shiver in the face of the cold Californian north.

Candy are you jealous I skyped with your favourite junior??

Who uses Skype for a mirror, anyway?
Now you see her..
Now you don't.
(Hallies: Check out a Berkeley dorm room!)

It was like a sugarcane moment in those secondary school days. Cracking up every few minutes from nonsensical ramblings, but at the mercy of the dreaded service provider which kept dropping the call! Goody, another person to rescue me from the insipid continuity of school and studying while the rest of the world slumbers, literally.

Is it obvious I don't wanna do my readings? Even if I spend all night and all tomorrow studying I might not get next week's readings done.

On a brighter note, take a look at my dinner! Which Deb was about to kill me for cos she was dying of hunger. Maybe that's why she ABANDONED me for a movie.

Note to Xiaoyun: I get the scary uppercase typing syndrome from her.

"Double double, toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble..."

Chicken from Wholesome Choice[persian supermarket across the road], Rice and Beef Soup self-cooked, Water self-poured.