A simple, even silly, action can make anybody's day.

I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm happy~~~


No, not because I had lunch with the guy I liked. In fact, he was a no show. But it was something to do with the guy. My match, as you all now know I refer him as.


As I was checking the location of my interview (I got shortlisted from some hiphop auditions at school, so second round is auditions later today) on my SPANKING NEW FUJITSU TABLET *ahem*, I got a greeting and an apology on msn. Who else do you think it was from...


After that came a conversation involving a flirtatious battle of the lame wit (note: I used the word 'flirtatious', not 'naughty', 'campy', 'dirty' or otherwise. Yes, it is possible to flirt without sexual connotations). It wasn't as spectacular a win as before, but he won again nonetheless. Dang. Am I out of practice?


Anyway, apparently, he stopped halfway through doing his projects to chat with me. Sweet, ain't he? However, that IS, admittedly, assuming that he didn't just get sian diao of his projects, which likely the case, if not for the doubt placed in my mind by the way he put his words. But oh well. Sometimes I think too much. About the wrong things, no less.


Anyway, our timetables clash tomorrow, so no lunch tomorrow either... He agreed to arrange another time.


I'm almost done with my current load of homework except I've been stumped by one and two quarters questions. Thank goodness deadline is next week. Problem is, will I be able to figure the concepts by next week? No idea. Gonna try again later if I don't spend too much time on this entry. I'll be so proud of myself if I complete all my homework early.


Oh, must tell you lot what happened this morning... need to my scandalous image alive in some ways...


Well, okay, it's not really scandalous, but whatever.


On my way out of my neighbourhood to the bus stop, a smart army officer in a sleek black car drove up from behind me and, to my puzzlement, slowed to a stop just in front of me. The window rolled down, so I walked up to it to see what the guy wanted (it was obviously me, since I was the only one on the road at that point of time, or else he was going to throw some rubbish out of the window, and I don't think a uniformed officer would do that in public). The officer (a pretty young and good-looking one) asked if I needed a ride out.


Gosh... I sooooo should've said, "Is that really okay? Thank you so much!"


But no. The good and cautious little girl in me won out. So I said, "Oh! No... I'm okay. Thanks!"


Can someone tell me if this is a common thing in Singapore? Coz it's the second time it's happened to me. As I'm walking out of my neighbourhood.


... You know, I really don't think I'll have time to work on those questions. And I'm starting to feel slightly guilty because fellow students keep walking into the GSR I'm in and apologising to me for interupting before going off, when all I'm doing here is... blogging.


Yikes. I wonder why they don't just ask whether or not they can share the GSR. I'm doing nothing important, and these people come in solitarily. I'll be more than willing to share the space with them...


Oh well.


I'd so better stop now.