Acidity test

The icky spot under my eyelid's growing larger by the day. Doesn't look like it'd subside anytime soon, during which I must live through queries by the curious, some of whom are convinced I must have seen something 'unclean'. Sigh.

Anyways my brother got ill too, no thanks to yours truly. And the worst thing is he's having his O levels now. In fact it's the Bio paper today, and fortunately he eased my guilt a little by recovering just in time for the paper. Atta boy! Hehe.

As we all know today's the last day we'll have anything to do with PW at all. Right. So everything went on fine and dandy, until I recieved a call from my agitated leader after the MOE-stipulated 11 am that something's wrong with the GPF. Ok, so I made my way to the gallery and there brewed a storm not to be easily quelled (metaphorically, but literally too 'cos it was raining...). Turned out we got the pagination wrong and had to redo everything. H's face was black as thunder, and it wasn't later that I found out he got a dressing down by Mr Ho. Fine. So we handed in the revised version, and it was sent back again. By this time the mood was very grave. H took to muttering spiteful remarks, and of course I wasn't too happy either. He practically unleashed his displeasure upon us, like it was our fault. I decided to ignore him and get on with the stoopid and cumbersome pagination. Our very last meeting ended on such a sour note, I think it'd have registered pH 0.00000001 on the indicators. (Laaaaaamme)

HaiZ. But just now he did msg me to apologise, and offered to call too... He's still a great friend anyway.
Yikes. I'm soooooooo glad PW's over.
Think I'll turn in now. Eyes can hardly be kept open...