Hmm .. plenty to think about but little to blog. All I will say is that the BBQ went smoother than expected. Reason why I was so strung-up about it was that it wasn't just a plain BBQ - it had an agenda, and the outcome can only be either excellent or downright lousy; there's no in-between. Thankfully it went the good way, and before I left something else unexpected happened - I was invited to join the chalet after my test on Tues. May not really go, but still ... the thought was there.

Well enough about cryptic messages. Finally fetched my parents when they came back from Genting. And feeling a little good now, firstly due to the good twist in the BBQ, and secondly because I did virtual spending. Messaged a friend to reserve 2 frags of Fiji xenia corals for me, these things actually pulsate on their own without need for current. Amazing! And I passed by the fish farms coming back from the BBQ, and went ahead with 3 seafans (one of them had 26 commensal brittlestars of all sorts of colours on it!! Pinks, yellows and all sorts of lurid colours), 1 hammer coral, 1 frogspawn coral and 1 baby plate coral. Feeling good.

I actually waited for an hour for my parents to arrive, so that time was spent on reading Apley. Damn, why must my test on Tues be at 12.30pm? It's horrid. I'd rather it was at 9am or something, when you wake up, hardly have time to worry and think too much, and wham! it's over. Afternoon slots are a plain horror. You don't have the mood to eat properly, and fret around in the morning without proper studying. Sucks eh.