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Thursday, October 22, 2009

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As you can see, TAS pretty much look like some resort/club. Travelling to Sentosa to study seem pretty cool and yeah, I'm loving it already. Tutorials hasn't yet started, so I hope my enthusiasm for school would last me through the semester. I now sleep by 1am, and automatically wake up at 5ish when my alarm is at 6.40am. Big improvement, bio clock is still trying to get adjusted, so I'm just really all tired out everyday. So the first week is almost coming to an end, been attending lectures and listening diligently. G, please continue to do so.



Met E at Vivo after school on Tuesday; slacked, chilled and then contemplated life. & since neither of us had tried macaroons, we bought two from Bakerzin before heading home. The Rose flavoured ended up tasting a tad like Bandung while the Hazelnut's not too bad.

Was in town the other day saw "ghosts" prowling about the streets of Orchard promoting this Halloween event called Spooktacular, so my friends and I got really hyped up about going for it. Then this week during Festival & Events management lecture, it was said that Spooktacular was assigned as our field trip. How coincidental. So I bought another 3 tickets for E, Daniel and new friend, Sean, so that they could join me. That said, I'm feeling scared about it already. Don't really like being scared. Hah.



Wednesday was Frolick day with Chels after 9am-1pm lectures. The Management Accounting & Finance lecture was the longest two hours of my life, and I can't really say that I was listening intently. Frolick was heaven, shared the huge take home cup with Chels. Really loving Frolick ttm (Y)

Sometimes I feel like a tortured soul, due to a certain matter. Hokay, maybe 'tortured soul' is too strong a word. But well, I wish things could be simpler. I spend hours thinking daily, never ending questions. I wanted to give up and nearly succeeded in doing so, but it was never meant to be this easy, was it? Say, what if?

Honey, she'll love you;
G.


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