I had long forgotten what it means to see the sun rise. Waking up at 2pm daily does that to you. Hence, when I had to drag my sorry butt out of bed at 6ish this morning in order to make it to ACJC on time, it was an entirely novel experience. There were two things about choosing ACJC as my SAT 2 test venue that is worth commenting on. First, something must be said about the inefficiency of the proctors; a mistake during the distribution of booklets led to us starting an hour late (I sighed to myself as I steeled my mind for a long morning ahead), and then to make up time, we weren't given a break between the second and third hours. RELC was miles better. Second, I must have been in the same exam venue as everyone I know taking the SATs. Everywhere I turned I would see someone I didn't expect to; it was kinda cool taking an exam with so many people I know from different schools. One final thing about this set of Subject Tests is that I didn't think I was taking them seriously enough. But then Jake told me he didn't study at all, and Andrew has his doubts about a test which you can redo ad infini. Ronald, the original Darth Pookie himself, can always be trusted to be put it in perspective; "It's hard to take a 1-hour MCQ test seriously." 'nuff said. Though I'm not at liberty to discuss the exam itself, I will say that the poem that challenged me the most was also the poem that I found most enthralling. The imperfect is our paradise. 

I met Sean at the Ben & Jerry ChunkFest at Fort Canning, where we proceeded to get thoroughly drenched in the rain, get a free B&J umbrella, and spend 22 dollars on specially imported American flavours which were quite brilliant. A hot beverage at Starbucks was in order, though I had to keep my head low and not catch the eye of a number of people I know who passed by, owing to my rather unglam state after the anecdotal rain incident prior. 

An hour or so later, I found myself at Hort Park, a little enclave off Alexandra Road that was the venue of Sophie's 21st Birthday party. My gift to her was the first of 2 bottles of tipple she received, though we didn't break it open 'cos it would have been slightly age inappropriate. Adriel, Jasmine, Rupen and I made up the majority of the people above the legal drinking age, which made for an odd demographic. Adriel would like to think that he injected some spontaneity with his suggestion of a few games. 

As people return and leave the country, it has dawned upon me that I am running out of time to go out with everyone that I should.