I missed you too

Random information you could do without:

I have slept for less than 10 hours in the last 60.

The exam is over, and if anyone dares to ask how it went, we will send him or her to the dungeons and we will never talk to them again.

We = me, myself, and my ego.

Taking an 830am flight after 3 hours of sleep is the not the stupidest thing I've ever done, but it comes close.

The weather in Hong Kong is awesome. It is cool and breezy and misty and poetic.

Regardless of how tired I feel, it feels nice to be back for a week.

Various people have complimented me on various hairstyles I've donned over the last couple of days. I am totally confused now about which one actually looks good.

For the first time in my life, I had an entire cup of black coffee. And although I wont ever touch that viscous fluid they call an espresso shot, this is a big step for me. And that is because I was too lazy to ask the airhostess for creamer.

Although going back to the hotel and crashing immediately seems like the rational thing to do, meeting up friends for dinner is a very tempting option.

The Starbucks barista here not only remembers me, but also my name. I got a free latte. I am so delighted, that I want to write one of those cheesy scratch-your-back type testimonial for Starbucks.

I am done with self-glorification for today. See you again tomorrow. Same time. Same place.