I’ve had it up to my eyeballs with work. I am terribly sick and tired of scanning through academic journals and readers and library books, so I am taking this weekend off

Went to Maison (again! I hate the place! Rawr.) with Sush and her Warwick friends for Hon Win’s birthday—someone I actually know from high school There I ran into about a million people I knew—uni mates, high school mates and even a primary school friend whom I haven’t seen in years! Pictures are courtesy of Sush (on her Facebook site).

Meself in my much-adored “I’m a suffering uni student, ergo could not afford the other half of my top” toga, Smuggy! (a.k.a Pilot Han), E Guy my photobuddy (whose bum I think I smacked a few times that night—haha Jo your legacy is living on strong) and Sushers.

Jasmine (sp?), Low Jen (whom I know from my Interact days!), me and Sush. Ths was before we got shooed off from a nice cozy table over to the smokey jam-packed dancefloor. Thanks to Foong for driving us there and back, and being cheery and entertaining us with funky dance moves *:)

Oh gawd. The Long Island Ice Tea with a kick. 5 sips and my head was woozy.

By the way…I now am the not-so-proud bearer of a cigarette burn mark on my bare shoulder *scowls*. Some dude walking by accidentally pressed his cigarette into my back and at my horrified look at him, proceeded to try and hug me in apology. Thanks to Nadia and Taib for having my back

I really like meeting new people. I was a little untalkative bunny though as I was kinda sleepy. Plus cigarette smoke and airconditioning always makes my eyes water and burn.

Tonight was a fondue treat at Haagen-Dazs from Miss Lim herself I drove the threesome of me, Sush and Munteng down to 1U—Esther Phan, your home away from home away from home! I promise to drive you there soon, when you come back, mmkay?

I’ve decided that I like driving with Sush as copilot because she doesn’t try and grab my steering wheel (hahahahahaha) cos I think the idea of her doing it to my manual car could result in havoc; plus she really knows her roads. I tend to switch my brain off when I’m driving with other people in the car as I expect them to do the signboard-reading and directioning for me. Terrible? No, I just believe in delegating and sharing duties.

Chocolate therapy. Thick, bittersweet milky chocolate and fresh fruits, ice cream balls, nuts and other yummies. *swoons*

Pardon the eyebags and pallid complexion, I am tired.

Sush and Munteng Two of my oldest and dearest friends in the whole wide world (the other 7 of you are M.I.A!)

I was very excited

Thanks again Sushers babe for a good start to the weekend. I’ve been feeling so drained lately. Academia is such a tedious thing.

By the way. It was just brought to my attention the hardcore measures taken by some of the other candidates for the Mr/Ms Monash Pageant thing. I feel quite uneasy because by gosh and by golly, if you want it that much and have put that much work into it, you deserve to win la. I am so half-arsed about this (though I really wanna win because I like winning! Hello Aries) and let’s face it, I am hardly the pageanty kind. But oh well, I’ll remind you Monashians in Sunway again to drop votes off for me in the MUSA Lounge.

Cheers folks, and happy fasting to the Muslim readers

I promise intellectual posts soon but I’m suffering from Brain Drain from being a big enough dork in my academic essays.