My, perhaps only, consolation this week.
MONDAY breakfast, 9am @Orchard Coffee Club. Ultimately pretty insane. My American Breakfast that lasted me from that morning till dinner time. Prevented me from whinning that I'm hungry for 6 hours of lecture. The ugliest toasted tomato I've came across thus far.
That's Valerie's breakfast, whatever it's call it looks nicer than mine. I want that next.
When we were supposed to be having breakfast, Jolin had Lasagna. So-lunch.
My tutee who's exam is on 1st October told me this, "I can't remember the chapters in front."
Almost on the verge of blurting to her, "You are dead." Which of course I didn't.