Woohoo~ Finally, the 1st presentation for Strategy project is over. It really felt like a huge rock being thrown off my heart. It's just a project, so why did I feel so stressed? Perhaps it's such a big project which I felt lost on how to go about it? Or perhaps I stressed about making a fool of myself during presentation? Or perhaps the mood - stress - is contagious.

Nervousness actually set in during 8am in the morning. I visited the ladies 2 times in 1/2 hour. *Sweat* Met my Japanese professor on the way back to the group study room.

I looked at him and said, "Hi! Prof!".

He went, "Hi.. You look good today. Very professional..".

I went, "Thanks! Haha.. Must dress to the occasion for a business presentation.".

While we were walking, he held his coffee in his hand and almost walked into another seminar room.. Just like me.. Always. Haha..

I went, "Not this room!".. Prof looked blurred and went, "Oh! ... "

Reaching the correct seminar room, I opened the door for everyone to walk in. Professor gave the "Pls" hand sign for me to walk in. While I also did the pls pls sign.. The thing is I held the door so wide opened that I was standing behind the strange pillar which I had no space to move in the room. Haha.. Prof then nodded and moved in.

My first "close" encounter with this professor after 7 weeks of lesson. Hurhur..

Speaking of this professor, Strawberry Shortcake is always sort of dizzy when he's in class. Ahahaha! Cute or not cute? Sorry, he still don't fit the cute or handsome category of mine.

Hey anyway, I do felt really good in our suits and scriptless presentation style. And my group sort of set the benchmark for the day. *Pat pat* Girls! Good work!

Had a mini celebration lunch with my group mates at Cineleisure before we proceeded to walk around at the Korean Grocery mart beside the foodcourt. It' so interesting! Too bad I couldn't find any Kim-chee at the shelves. Really drooling at just thinking about the delicious Kim-chee that I had along with Singapore-shipped instant noodles in France. *SLURP* Hehe..

On my way back to home, there was this ah-beng looking teenager who perpetually sweared non-stop in his conversations to his friend. I'm damn impressed at his limited vocabulary, where CB and LJ (don't need me to elaborate right?) can somehow manage to fit in every sentence that he said. Don't his friend feel so embarrassed to have a friend like that? So crude. I guess when you are younger, swearing seems cool and adult? Something that I don't agree at all when I was younger.

Anyway, the weather in the afternoon was really hot. Hot until I was sweating through my shirt and my face felt disgustingly... disgusted. Urgh.. Upon reaching home, I quickly bath and literally dropped into my bed with my wet hair and conked out for 3 hours. I was really dead tired and I remembered I dreamt something which I don't remember now.

I'm being bitten alive by mosquitoes nowadays. Little hungry devils are sucking blood out of my hands, legs and my poor palm.. Desperate insects. I just declared war. Sprayed insecticide all over the rooms in the house. See who die 1st!

Okie.. Crapped enough today.. Hee..