Rockin all over the.. com lab

Hmm.

Today I had my Rapid Prototyping test, and frankly it was as shite as I had imagined, and I got out of there within half an hour after telling myself that it couldn't have been any much worse off anyway.

Before i came to school, I had a dental appointment at Outram park, at the National Dental Centre. Thing is, I went to the usual level (level 4), waited for 10 minutes before they informed me that I was on the wrong level and that I should have looked at my appointment card properly. Argh.

Upon meeting my dentist for today, he asked me whether I knew what he was going to do today. Obviously I'd have forgotten anything which the previosu doctor had told me (and anyway it wasn't even a doctor, but a bunch of NYP dental nurses-in-training who tended to me).

Bottom of the line was: I had a cavity in my tooth, partially caused by the metal clamps during the time I wore braces, which eventually formed into a 3 mm deep hole, which my dentist exclaimed as 'very deep'. Yah. Stupid braces lah. Ounch line is I had to pay $42.00 just for no more than 20 minutes of treatment, whereby the dentist filled out the hole with some filler and then I was off.

After my Rapid prototyping test, I had Alvin take some shots of me with my Red Vixen for my SoHo project (which is unfortunately overdue and in dire need of completion by latest 12 midnight). I could not resist the urge to outlame myself and hence one or two candid shots.

On the bus back home, I saw someone whom I had not seen for quite a while, and I had written a song about her ("Pearly's Eyes"). She probably did not recognise me, but what the hey... Alvin's eyes popped open slightly and then crushed the moment by saying that there wasn't anything fantastic about her eyes.

Anyway, I've got to get moving on my SoHo project. Pray for me, my friends.


Cheers,

Crawldaddy