Now I am officially sick.

After bouncing around and (almost) verbally attacking people in the day, I did not show any signs of being sick in the afternoon. However, tired out in school, I started to sniff.

Now it had developed into a full-blown runny nose. Brilliant. And I hate Panadol (for no reason other than the fact that's it's powdery and white and over commercialised)

Urgh. It's irritating me now, considering I have bimbo idiots to handle (a.k.a. Xiaoyu, she mutated overnight, and she caught me at a bad time where I can't really be bothered to give any sympathy)

She's sick too, she says she's having a fever or 39 degrees Celsius. Well, at least you are just feeling hot--better than not being able to breathe properly and having to pant like a dog.

Nothing air-con and a cold shower can't cure...

If you aren't down with Malaria or dengue fever or any other potentially threatening diseases, that is.

At least I'm only left with the Chinese newspaper cuttings and the du shu bao gao to do--I've finished the rest. Oh, and after that, I'll be back to that awful Japanese class.

I know it's too early to judge, but when my mother said it was located in a business centre, I was expecting a sleek confection of steel and glass, standing out proudly, gleaming against the blue horizons!

Little did I expect...









Here are some parts of the building (first floor, second floor, lift lobby, not in order)





Lift Lobby ceiling



This is one of the paths we had to walk under to get to the lifts..

Wanna shop here? No guarantee it won't collapse anytime any bury you in a pile of metal and rubble...




The oh-so-wide walkway, uncovered with debris and dust. Very lively eh?

I wasted 2hours of my precious youth travelling back and forth just to look at the Japanese school. To my horror, it was stark white, without a splash of colour. The interior was arranged primly in tables that looked like the PSLE exam hall. It reminded me of detention rooms, cheerless and malicious.

And I'll be spending 3 hours there everday for 2 weeks. GAWD.

It better be worth it. I KNEW I should have gone to orchard road, at least it contains some life, life that doesn't comprise of office workers and their stern faces. I can already imagine my classmates--serious people with pinched faces, doing everything methodically, with straight postures. And the teacher would be an old hag or a young person who looked like a commander of Singapore Army.

And I'll be the only giggly idiot in the class who hasn't even memorised her hiragana characters, and takes FOREVER to learn a simple phrase. Great.

And I hope I'll get rid of this runny nose soon. It's pissing me off, but I can't go around scolding viruses, can I?

Maybe it's my imagination going in overdrive. I hope I meet some nice people there.