Prof Wee..

Duck Ass has left for the Swiss Alps. Received an email from her reminding me to do the following tasks: Tape Monday's shows (that's understandable), feed her neopets daily (not too sure if she treated her ex-dog so well), sms her Federer's latest news (even though I won't be getting a reply from my cheapskate friend) and lastly, cut out and keep any newspaper articles regarding Federer. I'm so proud of myself in converting a totally sports-idiot lady to a tennis fanatic woman.

Prof Wee is finally back home, after 1.5months across the Causeway. Her return signifies less late nights for me which also means I've to sneak down like a thief to watch soccer in the wee hours of the night. The house will definitely be livelier and noiser with her return.I'll have to prepare for her a list of explanations each time I step out of the house. It's as if I've lost my freedom but I won't blame an old woman who has gone through 2 World Wars and took care of me since the day I was born.

Finally found the perfect pair of disposable contact lens myself after forking out $15. Sometimes, it's best to trust yourself rather than a qualified optician, who gives you all the weird brands and wrong presriptions for trial.