mood sick

Fake winter in singapore

Today's haze is SO SO SO bad, and as i was walking towards AMK library from YCK, i could see the haze even at ground level, and it was scary because God knows what kind of air i am innocently breathing in. And when the problem is air, what can you do really. So helpless. They should start selling portable oxygen cans. sure make profit.

Even when i was sitting in the bus on the way back to hall, all the while peering curiously outside the window, there was a misty kind of atmosphere cloaking the whole of singapore, all the way from bishan to clementi. And i felt like i was in another country, during a winter where the air is frosty and chilly. 'cept that this is not winter. it is freaking haze. so unromantic, plus detrimental to health too. Gahhhh....

HR treated us to cafe cartel for dinner today, and the branch at bishan was so disappointing. Their food was not properly done (my long beans tasted like chlorophyll, WF's well done steak came out semi-bloody), and their service was half-past-six. But it was quite a good dinner nonetheless :) i love my cellgrp.

I came back around 11, determined in my heart to finish up the freaking report that has been staring at me for the past few days, but the haze made my eyes kind of watery, and now i just want to sleep. Wanted to jog to burn off all the cartel food as well.. but decided against it, lest i poison myself while jogging and my lungs get ambushed by a thick layer of haze.

so the conclusion is, haze makes me unproductive. It is all ITS fault!!!!!