So how now brown cow?

It's over and done. I still can't believe it. I would sing it to the world, but I've lost my voice. This morning I opened my mouth to speak and all that came out was a croak.

I bade goodbye to David. Call it my act of closure. Five seconds in pre-exam rush, he returned me my NETS card, and that was that. I don't suppose I will ever meet him again.

I cancelled on shopping with Melly and Xuan today because of the throat. Bummer! I was so looking forward to some retail therapy. And I passed up Thai food with Eleta et al yesterday so that I could cram for my last paper. I honestly hope it'll all be worth it, but for now, I'm just glad it's over.

And I'm addicted to Dior Addict. I spent a wonderful afternoon at the Robinson's Beauty Hall, just me and all the salesgirls. I'm considering buying the ultra-gloss and a baby bottle of the fragrance. I wonder why they don't advertise it more. It's pretty and smells so fresh and sparkly! I was actually looking for something more um, seductive, but it's hard to resist pink. I almost had myself persuaded that I had seen wrongly and it wasn't really Dior Addict but Lancome Miracle So Magic (which scares me because it is intended for the woman who is "a bubble of optimism". Shudder. Not me. Nope.)

So I'll write my competition essay over the next couple days. And work out a halfway-decent meetlist for the coming week, and line up job interviews. But right now I need a lozenge and a nice long nap, just the way I like it.

Hello holidays.