Today, I woke up at about 8.30am and went off for a nice breakfast with my father, over at some random coffeeshop at Yew Tee. The food was horrendous, but still, I did enjoy the quality time that I had to spend with people around me. For some reason, in these few days of lack of human interaction, I've seem to have value whatever I have left around me. Kind of shocked me that I've really never been giving my family as much time as I should have. Or rather, that I've not really been using the time that I had well. Hope that I'll remember this when the days get busier through the weeks.

Met up with the SGC juniors after breakfast. Had time to have a drink of coffee beforehand at macdonalds and continue on Human Croquet, which I have sadly dropped simply because it started to bore the hell out of me.

What can I say? I'm a man of cheap thrills. Which "The Math Instinct" has sufficiently provided me with at the moment.

Coming back, teaching the juniors today was actually not eventful at all. I've no intention of teaching declarer's play, and spent the entire day, asking them to count tricks before the game. Which, sadly, I don't do myself. A bad habit I should change.

I also received a letter of invitation today to apply for the University Scholars Program in NUS, which I am very interested in getting, ironically, purely for one course that they offer. "Human Relations. USP Module UHB2201" Application requires the writing of an online essay of 400-600 words, on a subject of interest. I'm still troubled over the topics to write about. To speak of the truth, I do not give a shit about whether the essay would get me a spot in the program. I hope to take this chance and really write a proper essay on a subject. I'm just torn between psychology and Mathematics.

Perhaps I'll write both, and let you'all pick. We'll see. My bed beckons. Signing off.