Dressing up does work.
I is officially a believer.
The cab driver is making intelligent conversation with me as he’s driving me to school now, with a sympathetic “overslept ah?” after hearing me yawn. He’s speeding along the way after he asked me what time was I supposed to reach; I guess he thought I was working in an office instead of a student playing dress-up for a presentation. Haha!
I forgot my phone. Uber sien as I can’t contact either Fari or D. Freaking out now, can’t imagine what would happen later. Dr. K Is not exactly the most astute lecturer one can ask for, neither is he someone whom you can dazzle with brilliance, though I can try to baffle him with bullshit.