Moonlit scribbles

I'm going to blog about yesterday, because they seem to hold some significance to my thoughts. I was rushing through my Chinese project, so that I could produce a good piece. Unsurprisingly, I did the bulk, because Chee Guan ain't that good at designing. And so I slogged, and finished. And it ended around 5+. So I looked for somewhere to print. The hostel com was apparently spoilt, because of the keyboard. And the GO had no one there. So I had to get a teacher to print for me. Ah well. Then I rushed down via Taxi. But was trapped at their guard house. And another RI guy was there! But it was not the baomihua person who came to get us, it was some friday weekly. I'm terribly apologetic, and thankful to that sweet person.

And today, I told one of them about me taking the cab, and she seemed nonchalant. She questioned why I took a cab, and her thanks came off rather, disapproving. I ddin't have to go down. Because I didn't mind, I did it. And the thanks came off not very good.

I don't like not getting credit. And I swear I'll do well for Chem O, if I get in.


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