It's been a good day ( Read more... )

Lunch with Mag today at Novena Square was lovely. It was good to catch up and hear about what she's been up to in the office (hehe). I'm glad that she was looking well and I'm looking forward to lunch on Saturday ( Read more... )

I woke up at the ungodly hour of 7.30am today so that I could get to the library by 9 and write some sort of an outline to submit by noon. Well, I did that; I wrote something. Half of it wasn't even written in complete sentences. I hope the fact that the basic ideas are kind of there counts for something ( Read more... )

I have a new-found penchant for Heidi Klum Intimates bras. I bought one recently, and not only is it devastatingly pretty, it also fit rather well. As such, on a whim one night, I ordered a bunch of bras and matching underwear from a few different websites. I received all of them today (though one delivery appears to be missing from the porters' ( Read more... )

Friday, 11 MarchJohn, Joshua, Raffael and I rented a car and drove 2.5 hours to Oxford for a workshop on Legal Philosophy and Legal Fictions. It was my first time in Oxford, and it was a sunny day, and a part of me wished that I wasn't spending it sitting on a chair in a room in St Hilda's College; but the intellectual part of me was glad to be ( Read more... )

My moodiness yesterday was so apparent that Dominic picked up on it almost immediately when I met him at the MCR to do the CNY decorations. I hugged him longer than usual when I entered the room. I was even 5 minutes late. He asked me how I was, and I said that I was tired. I think he could tell that I was not really my usual self, but I blamed it ( Read more... )

The past few days have been pretty fun, which also means that No Work Was Done. Isn't that lovely?

Monday night: After writing that entry about my shitty day, Dominic came over to my place where I fed him a piece of mochi. To my surprise, he said that he liked it. I expected him to find it weird or at least be neutral about it, but he liked it. ( Read more... )

This entry is interesting, especially this paragraph:

I apologise if what I'm about to say sounds absolutely and disgustingly indulgent and self-absorbed, but I have to say it: Sometimes I really wonder if life wouldn't be much easier if I were more plain, less intelligent, more average. There is so much baggage attached to looking a certain way ( Read more... )

I am writing this despite being quite tired because the wonderful dryer in the laundry room at Cripps (Cripps'? Cripp's?) Court did not dry my clothes properly - 'my clothes', crucially, includes the lone towel that I brought from Singapore. It's currently drying on the heater (which is turned on despite it being 31 minutes past 11pm!) and I have ( Read more... )

The sad thing is that I woke up feeling moody and mopey, and this mood persisted throughout most of the day. What I said in the previous entry about how I was glad that I didn't have to be angsty through dim sum buffet lunch at the Fullerton because G and I didn't go there together turned out to be rather wishful thinking; the moment I saw Cavenagh ( Read more... )