Overslept and skipped my morning classes..okay that's a lie. I'm just plain tired. Woke up at 630am and attempted to do my ration formulation questions one last time. There is just ONE LAST question that bothers the hell out of me....something about a lactating cow...sigh. I'm still stuck at that. My test is coming up this Thursday and i badly want to do well for this one.

Hit rock bottom yesterday...so did dan. We always reach the peak of our frustrations at the same time heh. I just felt pretty much pissed for the whole of yesterday...wasn't surprised to find dan in the same pissed mood as me when i finally got to talk to him at night. Telepathic? Maybe. I talked crap to him...complained about my ration problems...he's much better in maths than me and things would be so much easier if he was around to help me. Grateful that even though he was pissed by various issues, he still bothered to help me get around the maths problems. I see the light now....silly me...smart boy :) ("you're not mad, that's why you can't do maths...)

The weird dreams are back again but i wore dan's clothes to sleep as a sorta talisman to keep away whatever's haunting me hah...it's not funny...the dreams really went away. I survived on my Converse sandals (which dan bought for me) when i was trekking in the swamps of Sungei Buloh while others with nike/reebok ended the day with tattered shoes and ripped off soles. Whatever it is, corny it may sound but i believe in the power of love.

I haven't been cooking for awhile, but finally decided to today. Cooked my secret recipe chicken rice and had it with steamed chicken and ginger/spring onions. The last time i cooked chicken rice was when i brought dinner over to dan at combo...i still remember this chicken rice recipe thing was a spark from daniel followed by some trial and error by me. This is OUR chicken rice recipe. isn't it? It's weird but i sometimes regard cooking chicken rice as a tribute to daniel......it's not like anyone or the relationship is dead, but it's just my little way of remembering him and us.....i don't do it everyday...but i did today.

Just did the laundry which had his big nike tshirt and boxer shorts...can still smell the remnants of the chicken rice from the rice cooker...it almost feels like he's around with me again. I even bought potatoes and tao poks today...not sure if i'm gonna end up eating them but i know if he was around, we'll be happily enjoying our curry noodles. I'll be home soon.....wait for me. Feel like just giving some crap excuse and jetting back tomorrow......