I do not need a mosquito patch but I do need to emit a glow around my person.

Last night, SJ compelled me to view the above photo. It is a mosquito-repelling patch that her mum bought for her.

10 minutes of "OMG SO CUTE" squealing later, I resolved to get one packet for myself the next time I go to Guardian.

"But you don't need it!" I hear you exclaim on behalf of my (already strained) wallet.

Au contraire.

For one thing, my area used to be a dengue hotspot.

And besides, as I was sharing with SJ, she, Joycelyn and I can all paste the patch (which, according to the box cover, has Doraemon's face on it, which makes it the most awesome patch in the universe) on our upper arms and wear it to school with a sleeveless top. What for? To announce our newly-formed group, Doraemon Patch Gang and declare our eternal allegiance to the blue robot cat, of course.

Alternatively, we could also wear it while singing at the KTV (which we do a lot).

At this point SJ questioned me about the logic of this move.

I waved away her query and replied, with a sniff, "I am sure there are mosquito-related songs we can sing while wearing it to make our new fashion statement relevant."

And, would you believe it, there is.



No, school has not driven me mad.