Shocked...

Or maybe not...
Complained about my phone's wonderfully "great" ability to auto-off after hanging up the phone and it's ability to cut calls short cuz of the reception problems... and wat do you know - owner of a similar phone model complained and thus we sent it for repair... together... of all things right...
PP does not only stand for Phnom Penh... there was yet another meaning to it - discovered on Monday night.
Ice-cream from bravissimo after dinner tht night... eeeks... no QC!

Headed back to the Ex-school today. Everyone looked good... nothing to worry about... other than the band i left behind. Ex-pupils were pretty welcoming... and of course an experience like tht was much more pleasant than screaming and shouting everyday. In a few years, there'll be absolutely no reason to head back there other than to keep friendships with colleagues.

Had a really odd dream last night - Thank God it wasn't at all true... I would've killed myself if it were...! but is it a revelation of something i so desperately want that anything fits? - i shudder at the thought.