They choose to night trade when it's Friday, when I least expect them to OT, when I'm most tired and extremely deprived of sleep, when I did not bring anything but a boring article to kill my boredom, when I'm eagerly looking forward to catching Tong Xin Yuan but inside of me is a pair of extremely uncomfortable boxers (because clean underwears have mysteriously run out of stock, again!). Thou shall not complain though (although apparently I just did), because weekend is here, and there's a lot to cheer, although the exams are near, at the end of the year, but there's nothing to fear, because we're all in gear, so before you drop your tear, let me sing you this jeer, as if I'm Shakespeare. Hee.