trip to ypsilanti

yeah you read it right, you don't have to rub your eyes. ypsilanti is a place in michigan, not nepal or some far off end-of-the-earth place. or mars.

after passing the driving theory test (which was so easy, yet someone with a singaporean license still managed to fail badly. i shan't say who), i had to get a temporary permit to practise driving. so on to the ypsilanti secretary of state.
as usual, the carparks are huge and the buildings are more low-rise than girls' jeans. america has lotsa a land, and they don't use it very efficiently.

the whopping air conditioner = technicians' nightmare. the ones in singapore are teeny oh-so weeny in comparison.

no proper shopping is available, so i find comfort in megamart-crawling.

i rushed back to campus just in time for the closing of maize craze. i don't really know what the craze was about, but i was there anyway.

students' staple food: the sandwich/wrap.

hands down, the coolest tee on earth. period.