The Opera Populaire

This week was one of the lowest point in my academic life. D kept hounding me for that term paper. "It's already week 7. Please settle on a topic and get moving." Something like that. For 4 consecutive emails. And in class, I was kind of singled out as the person whose butt moved the least in terms of preparation for the term paper topic. Now, why must we think about a research question BEFORE writing the essay, if we are only writing a term paper?? We were released at 10 pm again. I had no car and in the end decided to find myself a cab. I ended up getting one which driver was an old man who did not know that Mediacorp is the new name for SBC and who drove at 40-50 km/hour. And I had to remind him that I wished to take the Bukit Timah way every 5 min.

Back home, I realised that the car was finally gone. Forever. The new one is obviously out of bounds for me. So I fell into deep despair for 2 days. I thought I concealed the evidence well, but people, including MAT, asked me what happened to those peepers. Anyway, after ranting for 2 days and demanding that I would remain indignant and in despair until He explain to me exactly what happened, He finally did. Felt very chastened. God does have our best interest in mind, even when the circumstances seem otherwise.

Anyway, I was blessed in other ways. My thyroid level is normal, despite the enormous amount of stress. And we finally sorted out the colours and materials for our house and bought the lights. Although I am wondering if the lights, furniture and colours are a bit too much for a wee dwelling like ours. I should have kept things simpler. But some bargains were just too fantastic to resist and I think my state of mind is probably a bit strange at this point in time. Hope the house turn out as beautifully as Chingling and Alex's still.

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