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Dean's List prize ceremony/tea thing
Mag is The Bomb (and thus she's like totally my boomzest friend). I skipped class today to get my stupid stomach checked (been hurting for the past two nights from indigestion and whatever else. I'd pay good money for a stomach transplant, I think) and beseeched Mag to help me print my CPCM assignment and hand it in for me. Not only did she kindly oblige, she also helped me correct the form that I used for the Petition to Appeal or whatever it was called, despite the fact that she emailed me the correct one. I copied off Form 42 of the Criminal Procedure Code, thinking it was the right one (IT WAS 3 A.M. I WAS HALF DEAD MY BRAIN WASN'T THINKING!), but it turned out it was the wrong one. And she changed it for me! Omg isn't that totally amazing? I think it is!
Quite apart from that, though, she's just an amazing friend. There aren't many people I'd intuitively and instinctively miss if I left the country for an extended period of time. Mag's one of them. Mag's one of the rare few. I'm infinitely fortunate to have her as a friend, and I hope nothing ever drives us apart. 'Cause, yeah, I'd be devastated if we weren't friends anymore.
More pictures from the ceremony:
At Sheraton bar. A couple of weeks back.
We watched (500) Days of Summer yesterday and I didn't like it. I couldn't really get into the movie and I think missing the first 5 minutes played a significant role in that. The whole film I was wondering, "Um why did they break up?" And yeah, I don't know. I don't care. I thought it'd be really good but it wasn't, and it just didn't resonate with me emotionally. And such films are supposed to. I watch films like that for the emotional resonance. This one fell flat.
Quite disappointing, especially since I was really looking forward to it. Oh well.
During one of the last scenes, the park bench one, Wei Chuen was fascinated by how Joseph Gordon-Levitt looked like Heath Ledger from a certain angle. Then he decided JG-L looked like...shit, I forgot who it was. OH NO.
But anyway, my point is basically that the Heath Ledger/The Other Guy's resemblance was about the only thing that got him interested. He was more interested in me than the movie.
Not that I'm complaining.
The content of the box will be revealed on this space when we open the box together. I know what it is; I hinted to him that I wanted it haha. I was gonna open it last night and take pictures so that I can have a Girly Picture Post but the box is so pretty that I couldn't bear to untie the ribbon, and now I have decided that I want to open it with him.
I'm such a girl, omg, please gag me and kill me now.
But still - I'm a happy girl.