I decided to go to East Coast Park to chill instead of going for class. Lectures are super dry right now and it saps whatever inspiration or interest I had in the profession in the first place. So I chose to go to the McCafe to go finish my Jasper Fforde novel. Just me, my book and my mocacchino! Spent 1.5 hours absorbed in my book and watching the world go by... That's a luxury I don't think I'll get very much of anymore!

But the purpose of heading all the way to East Coast Park was to do a spot of quiet time at the beach. Unfortunately, when I put aside my book and went out to the beach, there was a stupid rain cloud hovering ominously... Within 15 min, the winds swept up stray litter and leaves and everyone hurried out towards the shelter...Grrrrrrrrrrrr I like to think I had 15 min of productive quiet time but I think I'd be fooling myself.

Headed out to Orchard where it was pouring like mad. I thought I'd be a nice person and I started ferrying people from point A to point B whenever I could. It's actually a pretty good way to talk to strangers. I met an Indonesian woman who had flown in by chartered plane to seek treatment for her ill father at Mount Alvernia. She told me he was in ICU, at which point my PR skills failed me and I was momentarily lost for words. U really can't tell what people are going through, or what they are doing in a certain place, just by looking at them. How often do we look behind the facade to realise that these people have life issues, problems, interesting stories behind them, experiences. Food for thought.

Picked up my Harry Potter Book. Can't wait to start reading.