What my bed feels like in the morning :) Oh damn, the lighting of this photo is vairee naicee. 

Adventures of Tina and her new friend Moustache, which I moustache you to call Mr Moustache, the moustache that will take residence on Tina's upper lip for the next paragraph or so.

So I stuck Mr Moustache on my upper lip with wax in the morning, before I left to catch the bus.
Received weird stares on the bus.
Received weird stares whilst I walked around Uni. 
One old man stopped in his tracks and started laughing at me. 
Whilst handing in my assignment, I passes Sunny who laughed at me too. 
I don't believe it, fake moustaches can't be that out of trend. 
Let me tell you this, no exaggeration involved in my stats, but for every 15 people I passed, 13 of them held their stare, 2-3 would stifle a giggle. Today, ladies and gentlemen, I have experienced what it feels like to have a face deformation and to be constantly stared at, to be afraid to walk out  into the public arena because you know people will judge you. It feels a little terrible. 
Then there's going into the library to visit my friends. 
I think I saw Herbert face palm when he saw me. 
After an hour or two, because I kept breathing onto Mr Moustache, the wax moisted and Mr Moustache peeled itself off my upper lip :( Hence I had to go around covering my upper lip with my hand, giving people I talked to the impression that I thought they smelt bad (Sorry Hugh).

On a healthier note, I found out that the reason for me coughing up blood this morning wasn't due to the fact that I had lung cancer or tuberculous, so I wasn't going to die at a young age (I spent my whole morning bus ride contemplating about all the opportunities I would miss, how I won't get to grow up and make a significant and meaningful mark on the world, who would miss me if I was gone and how that if I died tomm, would I have really lived my life to the max? blabla d&m life questions). I just have lung infection, more commonly known as bronchitis. 
And also, my lip burns will fade away in 2 weeks. 
Hooray 2 weeks. 

I'm sleepy, so I will leave you will a picture of my good friend Andy Ma, depicting just how much he loves his maths assignment.