sorry for wasting your time

you remember those threadless tees that said "they lied to us. this was supposed to be the future"?

you remember we said we would go to bintan, laze by the infinity pool soak up some sun and sip some cocktails? well, obviously, we were lying to ourselves. THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE OUR MIDSEM BREAK.

and so now, not only do we not have robotic companions, no hydrogen fueled automobiles, we also don't have the gloriously tanned skin nor the luxury of lying on white deckchairs nor an occasion to read frivolous chick-lit or the opportunity to oogle at scantily-clad beach hunks/babes.

all we have is the stuffy study room on a saturday night, 300 more words to cut for the equity assignment, and erm, mok and kwek next to me, less than scantily-clad. fabulous.

mok, thanks for the uplifting reminder to all of us. let's go eat.