After being free from official duties in a desk-bound environment, I came to a certain realisation that I am disintegrating, well at least my brains are. My brains are rotting, let me repeat… MY.BRAINS.ARE.ROTTING. 😦
For the past week or so, everytime I put on my face moisturiser, I would be wondering to myself “hmm the moisturiser seems a little thicker, with little beads… what’s wrong” but I would shrug it off and think nothing of it. Just 3 days back, I just decided to read the packaging of the face moisturiser and HORROR OF HORRORS – my so-called face moisturiser is actually FACIAL F-ING CLEANSER!!! What possessed me to use the cleanser for at least 1 week, twice a day!!?!?!??!? I was so disturbed when I found out what a stupid thing I did.
The other day I had to go meet a certain someone in Raffles. Before I went up, I had to hand over my IC for a Visitor Pass. After the appointment I happily strolled out of the damn building, took a 5-10 min walk to the MRT station (because the weather’s SCORCHING HOT) and headed to the east using the MRT. I happened to look into my bag and HORROR OF HORRORS – there laid the damn Visitor Pass, mocking me. I had to alight the damn MRT train, wait for the other train, board the damn train and go back to the SAME train station and retrieve my IC. Ulgh.