Its not easy for me subsisting with little-to-zero communication with zee hardworking boy (stupid investment banks and their bad working hours) and little sleep (its 6.22am, I have not been able to go to bed) ...

But good things like reuniting with the best girlfriends I could ask for, hilarious and revealing conversation, buying Buzz Lightyear erasers, magazines, a new book, and a polka dot headband, having Din Tai Fung and hooking arms with Christine (who is sleeping now while I type away), talking to Phil about random shit, finding lots of nice party clothes I bought last semester and promptly forgot about in my closet, finding I can fit into my Sass and Bide jeans nicely again AND getting TWO upgrade vouchers for economy to business class from SIA for delaying my flight home this June makes life a lot nicer for me.