For lunch, I ate the rice that's been in the fridge that's like at its expiration date. Frances wouldn't eat it, said it looked spoiled already. It was getting moist but it didn't smell bad to me. So I ate it. I ate worse rice before. Yup, couldn't bear throwing them away just like that when I know there are millions of people all over the world starving. Maybe I'd die of food poison, or maybe I'm getting a bit used to eating newly spoiled rice that I'm already immune, but at least I didn't waste them grains. Hehe...now don't be disgusted.

Yay! No one failed for Critical Care module. Thank God! I wouldn't know how to go about telling my dad I failed and that I had to repeat a module, and that I'd be delayed. I don't think it's so bad failing and getting delayed...once in a while. Life's not just about that, right? But what I'd hate to see is my mum & dad's disappointment. Well I'm safe, and with Hema's 1st quiz gone ok, then I'm doing alright...for now.