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The previous post didn't make sense because I was too affected by an overwhelming grief (not for myself) to make sense. And everytime I face such situations that opens my eyes to the fragility of life, I promise myself to remember and make the most of whatever I have. God's ways may not always be our ways, but He has greater plans for us and I trust that whatever happens would be for the best.

Anyway, weekends are always the oasis to a week full of dry readings and tutorials, whether or not we get our full 8 hours of sleep! With the few as usual, stayover at cher's with andrea, ernest, qibin, yukang (and Qimin left in the evening).

Random personal talks (HTHT), sudden outbursts! (I still find it funny. The thing about "every hour every minute"), lots of singing, supper, fighting over the bed, trying to get to sleep. More singing - Andrea's personal concert at freaking 4am, more trying to sleep, sleeping, waking up because of noise and sleeping again. oh yes, and most importantly, of course, marcus messaged from brunei. Don't we all miss him?? (: