It feels surreal.
Woke up at 8am. Left the house at 10am. Reached engine canteen at 11am to meet mj for lunch. Had a near heart stopping moment thinking that the canteen was closed, but to my relief it was just still early. Found a seat among many the desert. Mj not in sight. Took out Angela's ashes, my best buddy. Nearly laughed out at funny parts. Ended up um chioing to myself instead. Looked up and spotted mj walking towards me. Bought hot plate, freaking delicious. It increased my appetite. Mj did not spare me from thinking. Constantly bombarded possible SSD questions at me. Couldn't think. Told mj he's making me panick. He changed the topic to worst case scenarios - having stomachache during the paper, forgetting to bring matri card, couldn't find the venue and the list goes on. Asked me if i brought a watch. Proceeded to brandish a small round blue clock from his bag. Made me burst out laughing.
SSD paper was fine. Questions came out as Prof Ling suggested. Personally admire her. She makes me laugh naturally. Open book exam but felt the same as a closed book, obviously there was no time to waste flipping through. Flipped through anyways and had 3 mins to write my last 5 mark question. Completed 4 essays in 2 hrs, with subheadings, highlightings and scribblings of my already illegible handwriting.
Touch down at home ground at 4.45pm. Finds mums and sis in bed just as when i left the house this morning. Sky was grey, dark clouds loomed. Decided not to go jogging. Sis was angry. Stuffed myself with Fran and Ritz instead.Sat in front of the black box at 5pm and discovered a nice taiwanese drama. Amazing discovery. Better looking people than usual and surprisingly they can act. Show ended at 7pm. Read a bit of newspapers. Lied down on bed, read a few pages of my best buddy. Drifted into sleep. Awoken by stifling heat at 9.05pm. Ate dinner. Here i am.
A surreal day of rotting.
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