I really ought to have went this morning. Sigh.


But anyway, texted the pancakes taking their A's this year. Somehow, it feels strange in a way. It's almost like doing something i used to do often but have stopped doing once again.

Darling Lester lost my number and so rang up to ask. Hearing the name, he was like "oh. should've known it's you". It's odd. How certain people remember things.

Went down to parkway to pick up my supplies and so popped by to visit him since he mentioned he was studying there like how we used to. It felt so exasperating trying to convince him to rest seeing how pale and tired he seemed. And worrying how hopeless he felt about the upcoming A's. How oddly familiar and worrying. I think i'm like him in that sense too. Gave up pretty early and studied just for the sake of doing so. Yet he has always been more consistent, more studious than i have been. I really think Prelims was a huge blow to him.



Still, i really hope he does well. I would hate to see him go abroad. I'll really miss Lester; my nicest emo drummer.