WHoopee...

It's nice to...

- Spend the precious last day of the hols having tea with my past exco bunch (Hannah, Julz, Netto, Ian - Kes and Ina are unwell - get well soon!) - have always thought that the seven of us had a special sort of bond originating from the times we did our exco work and mebbe those uber long exco meetings in HC...had our tea at this quaint little spot in Esplanade called the "V Tea Room". It serves all kinds of flavours of tea and a yummy assortment of cakes - we had our fill of melted cake, tea cake, yoghurt cake, quiche...and chatted about issues ranging from the frivolous to serious societal worries.

- Realise that I'm a 90s kid...to tune in to the 90s weekend on class 95 fm and be able to recognise a song simply by listening to the few opening notes, or to just sing along, not really sure about the song title or singer but just working purely on long term memory... That just rocks, man...

It's not nice to...

- Be still up at this time of the night (or morning, actually) trying to squeeze out some last minute notes, with the thought of having to wake up at 5.40 am tmr morning, and dashing to the pick-up point only to face some bus problem (touch wood, of course, but the last two terms were just too awful for me to keep from being pessimistic)

Wish me luck!