Burplefrog!

Yesterday I got on 151 instead of 95 by accident without noticing it. I don't even know how, because obviously 151 has three numbers in it and 95 only has two. When 151 turned left instead of right after going down the slope from the Central Library, all I thought was, "Oh, I must be on 96 then. But it's okay because that goes to Clementi."

Then when the scenery started to get a bit unfamiliar I rationalised it by thinking, "Well, the bus is always so crowded that I can't usually see out of the windows. Of course I'm not familiar with the scenery."

It was only when the bus passed Maju Camp that I realised I was not actually on any bus that I'd taken before. I guess I was tired from staying up to do an essay the night before. I only slept at 3 though. It isn't all that late relative to the times I used to sleep at. I guess I must just be getting old.

P.S. During lesson time I actually tried to induce a sugar rush to keep myself awake by eating a large piece of chocolate my friend gave me and drinking two cups of Milo. Nothing happened, though.