Very soon, with the kind of temperature we have here, we will look like this...

And the men will look like this...
It's freezing cold in here that at times, I was SO convinced we're gonna suffer from hypothermia soon.

Right now, already I'm wearing so many layers...

I don't wanna have to resort to this...

*laughs*

Anyways, finally tomorrow's here. This week had seemed sooooo draggy. I'm both looking forward and not looking forward to it. One last paper and that's it. Mixed feelings.

7.30pm... extremely anxious. And at 10.45pm... extremely relieved. Sigh.

I am so drained out from all the mugging that I don't even know if I'm taking in whatever I've "mugged" for. Whatever it is, good luck to me!

Earlier on, just a few minutes ago, an acquaintance from Jetstar - in his forever irritating cheery mood - said this to me...

"Why your face so black? Smile a bit lah."

I smirked, "My face has always been like that, whether you like it or not."

"Aiyah, everyday also so black, so moody. Must smile. It makes this (touched his face skin) looks better. Like me!"

I looked at him, totally unimpressed and said, "Good for you."

After I walked to my seat, the bugger is still mumbling to himself. In the first place, I don't even intend to appear as a sweetie-pie to anybody because that's just not who I am. I do smile, just not all the time.

I've been called names before so I'm really immuned to such comments. These things really don't matter to me. Being misunderstood is almost synonym with me.

But thanks for the feedback anyway. I'll try to make an effort to try ok. Haha.

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