I took the morning flight to Kuching, and arrived about 9.40a.m. Today is a good day, as I managed to check into the hotel by 10.30, no hassle of waiting until 2pm for a room kind of thang. So I thank you God, for making this easier for me. I've been cooped up in my room ever since, well prepared, mind, with my trusty ol NEC laptop, since the HP motherboard is totally screwed and would not get well again for less than RM2340, which in my opinion is crap, since I paid.. ahem, Dad paid so much to get it in the first place. But enough ranting. . . I'm cooped up because I spent the rest of the morning trying to mentally prepare myself for tomorrow. I am my own barrier. I don't think it's going to be that bad, at least not as bad as getting into the lab each morning and answer a barrage of questions from Trevor a.k.a. the (x) research supervisor, pharmacology things, neuroscience things that I should have at the tip of my hands. If I could handle Trevor, with his tall big frame and keen eyes looking down intently at yeh, waiting for an eternity, never letting you escape a question without an answer (we didn't call him Big T for nothing), I think I could handle my SPA interviewers tomorrow. Cause no one could possibly be more intimidating than Trevor, unless it's Yao Ming the basketballer, cause he's tall. LOL. . . So, screw studying. I'll just pray to God for eloquence and an abundant grace of expression. Ben's coming to pick me up later at 4-ish, Paul's not around boo hoo, while Van.. Van is with Kevin in the west. I have internet access and a Vietnamese movie to watch and I have That 70s Show, so I'll just hang out and take this is as a mini holiday of some kind. . . Off with my movie, and my ayam kentaki.