You are Mary Tyler Moore.

How big is the male ego? How many dents it takes for it to burst? What does it take for one to stop getting hurt? Where is that thin line between persistence and determination? Why when great expectations come big disappointments, we are still being hopeful everyday? When is enough really enough? Compounded miserable events are making this day very difficult for me. -big sigh- let's put these all aside... .. . a recap of the past few days: After weeks of exam self-confinement in the hostel, eating has become a chore. Here I'm, eating to live another day. I really hope to taste something good. And I did, after my first paper on Wednesday. I had the taste of one of the best chicken rice at Toa Payoh Lor 4. Well, it was better than any of the chicken rice in school. It was a shame that the Ah Heng bak chor mee, near the chicken rice stall, was closed on Wednesday. Was told it was one of the best in the area too. Shall we go there makan it next time? Ah, I had a visitor on Tuesday afternoon in my hall. It was none other mr shonendumm (the author of "orchard road", kindly click his link on the right if you wanna find out more 'bout him). Seen here below is mr shonendumm (the one with the dorky black-rimmed glasses who one might mistaken for "ooo wee ooo he look just like buddy holly").

Anyway, what was he doing here? Well, before I had my first paper on Wednesday, mr shonendumm had finished his last exam paper (last one in his uni-life as well). And so, he decided to pay us a visit and spread his joy to us. He came specially to read my blog, on my laptop, in my room, at my desk, on my chair, in the presence of me, as you can see from the picture below. Isn't that cool?

Of cuz, we also enjoyed a few games of Dai-Di, cracked some boyish-jokes, reminisced the high school days, and wrestled each other to the ground (yeah, thats what meowmeow-high boys do all the time). For that moment, we forgot about the exams as we relived the past. Thanks man.