i have a secret quirk. Every time I sing for service, I'd bring home a bottle of mineral water. If I see many bottles of unfinished water backstage, I'll pool it into a few bottles and chunk it into my bag. So it always ends up with me having 3 bottles of water when I head home. No, I'm neither a fanatic for water nor am I a poor poor boy who can't afford Dasani (1 dollar a bottle). I just don't like the idea of wasting resources.

The month of September is drawing to a close. I have 3 more chapters of International Economics B to study. Just recently, I went for Gwen and Dennis' wedding! I think it is always such an amazing sight to see people make that big step of commitment into marriage. But looking at the preparation, it's not a surprise why people actually make it such a grandiose event. Just one moment of glory walking down the idle, just one short dinner to let everyone celebrate with you. My wedding will definitely be a party. I will plan it, ALL BY MYSELF. Maybe we'll do some flying fox into the banquet hall or something.

Anyway, in twelve hours time, i shall declare the launch of "try to get some pigmentation" week 8. In order to match up to Mr Aloysious Koh, I'll attempt to generate some melanin with my pathetic melanin production system. In that way, I'll look more like a sunshine during Daniel's sky colour themed wedding, rather than an immaterial cloud.

Aloysious is back. just in time for the big announcement due in two days. Excited yet petrified.

i think one way roads are the worst roads to be on when they're headed the wrong direction. sometimes, we intentionally or unintentionally stay on these roads. we'll just go on and on, missing u-turn after u-turn.

YOU YEAR ONE IN BIZ LAW. GIVE ME YOUR SECTION NOW. *I WANNA STRANGLE YOU!*

getting the priorities done takes effort.

weeks ahead are exciting.