Work. Work. Work.
Staying at BPP Starbucks for a long long time. To mug. To complete my GP homework. Miss Wu gave us this very interesting passage on the statehood and identity of Singaporeans from Hwachong. Gonna try the AQ, ‘cos it sounds fun, heh. I am gonna open a 煮炒 stall with Jia Qiang next time.
Java Chip has never been so delicious before; the jelly taste weird. And Chai means Tea. Neh.
Can someone douse the cigarette on top of the bin? It stinks like shit.