Written at 9am this morning

Yesterday I met this girl. She was quite annoying, but I was too tired to even say anything. She hopped into a cab with me to Braddel, for I don't know what. Fuelled the conversation all the way through. Then she got my number -.- see I was too tired to even refuse to give it!
And she messaged me some 'Hey dear.... Jia you!' kind of message.
You guys can guess- I was too tired to reply her. And now I feel I should but because of my 20 message max SMS inbox, i deleted her message long ago.
And she put her number in my phone, but i forgot her name, so I'm lazy to find it.

Ps. She is not a journalist, yeah and. okay thats weird.

Today I'm alot fresher i think!
Have to personally deliver my form P to NUS, because by the time i wanted to send it, It wouldn't reach by 1st June. So yeah. And my picture is super retarded! Probably stick something on top of my student card.

Written at 11:16pm now

I'm dead tired but quite happy :)
2nd page one tomorrow!

I took super long deliver the damn form P. Couldn't find the Yusof Ishak house, cause I alighted 2 stops late then I had to walk all the way back up again.

Oh anyway I watched sex and the city 2 with elo over the weekend and it was quite nice :D