the case of the broken chair and the growing bindi

#1: And alas, i fell to the floor with a crash..because my chair leg broke, smack in the middle of canteen B, with a thousand pair of eyes staring at me in disbelief.

A historical moment of my NTU life and a testament of the cui-ness of canteen chairs.

Today's classic embarassment has left me deeply grieved that my companions were completely indifferent to my leaning over...just because they thought i was just being clumsy again.

And when they realise the existence of Mr shaky chair legs, they roll on the floor and laugh along!!!!! Sigh...what friends have i made.


#2: My forehead zit burst today and evolved into a red little dried up dot! (if it's not too small to see below) I call this Natural Bindi. Just too bad it's probably going to drop off when Sarah's North Indian party comes along. Welcome to Bollywood!