I can't believe I'm here, when I'm supposed to pia for my BMR assignment. But there you have it, procrastination's my middle name. No, actually my middle name is Gracia, but I'm not going to have an internal argument about what should be my middle name.

My left 3rd finger hurts, by the way. I think it's possibly broken. But that cannot be possible, or I'd be screaming vulgarities by now. So it's probably sprained. I'm too lazy to go see a doctor about it though, and yet I refrain from letting it heal by perpetually cracking the knuckle on my injured finger. I delight in torturing myself that it scares me sometimes. =(

Social meeting yesterday was quite successful. We had lots of laughs and planned lotsa stuff that's probably gonna get you guys really dying to throw us into boiling vats of oil. But nope, I'm not going to say anything. Hehehe... Just trust me, the gathering's gonna be damn funny. I think. *worried*

We didn't really celebrate yesterday much, just walked around Boat Quay after the meeting. Went to Fullerton to look around (super high class) and try out their toilets (his idea), then stood outside the Asian Civilisations Museum planning to go in there on a free day. Went to Esplanade after that. That silly guy keeps insisting Esplanade is not opposite Victoria Concert Hall, and after discovering he lost, still insists he's right. =.=

Bumped into Cassandra, Edwin and Javin (Sam's friend) at the MRT later. Quite paiseh to be in the same train as them. Hahaha... Edwin's muscles are huge!! Quite scary actually. I told him to shrink them or something, but that's quite impossible for a DB-er to do that. Lol...

Many thanks to Kegan, who provided a load of help for my BMR. I'd be screwed upside down, if not for him. =)