Sunday afternoon blues...

Had to stand in the hordes of people coming back from MY. There were simply so many buses. Mostly tour groups.

Itching to go over there myself. My team proposed to have dinner just across. Hoping I have the chance to buy some PS2 games, but don't think so.

Plus the fact that the jerk going to be there turns me totally off the idea. Besides everyone will probably be busy amonst themselves and probably will forget the fact of my existence in the place anyway. It's a total bore to be there.

But still... It's going to be a time of bonding and whoever's not going to be there will be alienated and all.

Anyway... I seem to have misplaced my passport. Maybe I won't go...