CTs are finally over after all the panicking/studying/heck-caring that started since SATs subject test finished on the saturday one week into the June hols. That's 3.5 weeks of torture. Went out with SuM<3 right after chem ytd because some other people had some other things/people ;) to go out with. Ended up walking the uncovered path to Cathay exposed to the rain in a jacket with the hood pulled up because GV was too ex and un-worth-it considering that Cathay gives us a ticket at 67% of the price. That, is a whole lot of difference. Wound up going for the guy show Transformers3 cause the timing was right and watched hordes of guys filter into the cinema. Alright show but it was shockingly long and I really wondered when the show was going to end cause it seemed like it would drag on forever. Not to say it was boring, there were definitely some funny parts injected in. But if I were to choose a guy show, X-Men would be preferred over this. Then came the shopping which was awesome trying on clothes and all with SuM, the experience made even more awesome by the fact that the clothes I wanted to buy were cheap. Got to buy 3 things for $20 instead of 1 for $30 like I expected =D That lasted for quite some time before we said goodbye at Dhoby Ghaut MRT.

Woke up late today in anticipation of going to Italian buffet (<3 Italian food) at Ristorante Bologna at Marina Mandarin, only to have my hopes dashed because Mum told me she suddenly remembered today was VegetarianDay so no point going to a buffet when we can't eat meat. Which makes sense except that I'm at a loss of what to do with my time now since I exhausted the supply of online TVseries available while I was studying for CTs. So I decided to put up some photos that I've been meaning to but didnt because I was studying for CTs (next post!).

Talking about the past, 27June the day of my crushing defeat, the day where I experienced disappointment like no other because I didn't get something when all I ever wanted was that something. 'Something' sounds lame when I write it down but it meant so much to me and I was so sure that I would get it deep within my heart(even though I tried convincing myself that I wouldn't so I would lower my expectations in case I didn't get it) that I was just so shocked and let down. I just held on to that little shred of false hope all the way until it finally dawned on me that I was just prolonging my torture by being in denial. Guess I should look for another goal.