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Well, as we planned we went to the National Library today, and acting on the exhortations of classmates who had gone there before, we dragged ourselves out of bed very early-ly (I had to force myself to fall out of bed... but that wasn't very useful cos the 4 or so inch drop from the mattress ain't significant) and rendevous-ed at Bugis, where the library was only a stone's throw away...

We reached there at 9.10, a mere 10 minutes after opening and to our SHOCK and AWE the study lounge was already full!! It was like.... well, you could almost see the speech bubbles with the "......" over our heads... We must have been mad... But then, those people were probably madder... It was so early and we were like "ARGH!!". But just as well, sort of, cos neither of us had breakfast, so it was off to Bras Basah Macdonalds (I realised with me eating only breakfast and dinner, my diet is half of the super-size-me diet) before going to the Esplanade, the sure-fire location of getting a seat.. haha...

Not that the basement of the library looked too forbidding, but... well, Esplanade has more ambience... and probably better toilets... hahaa...

Chem Prelim 2005 was a massacre... I would have probably gotten a nice O if I had sat for it last year, but whatever...

Then came the HIGHLIGHT of the day (I told Enjie I would write this, so here goes). In trooped a bunch of Caucasians (ok, I think there were only two of them, but given the noise they made I would assume there were more), who started to ooh and ahh over the displays of the figurines of various Indian gods in the library... and not mere tourists either... These people were well dressed and the synapse in my head with "ang-moh" immediately lined up with that saying "IMF". I may be wrong, but I don't think so... Neither does Enjie...

And then just before they left, one of them said to her companion, with a Posh English Accent "What are they doing? Studying? I've nothing left to study, I've already gotten my PhD." and walked off.

The entire block of tables containing students from all kinds of junior colleges (especially mine, cos she had been standing right next to us) fell silent. I wonder if there were any of us who were not tempted to let fly the nearest pointy piece of stationery, pencil or eraser, blanco or pen. THE-SHEER.... THICK-SKINNEDNESS really got our collective goat especially since our nerves were already stretched (the Esplanade always seems to have this air of controlled tension with people rustling papers or asking frantic questions in low voices). She said it SO LOUDLY even those listening to music stiffened up. The quiet library became even quieter and all that stuff... What the... Well, I'd say one thing, in such situations, visitors aren't going to get "3 million smiles". I mean, it's simply not done y'know... and especially not with a Posh English Accent, which while ok on television, sounds so irksome when it conveys such content.

But enough of that... its back to the Loop of Henle... Cheerio