Splurging is good when you plan it ahead and pull through, especially with good people (or person). Then it multiplies when you drag along a number of your blockmates (or they come along, whatever). It compounds even more when you meet some more of them as you do your thang. But the soufflé falls when you get seated next to the most obnoxious person ever. And when you eat at a place whose only other branch is at his favorite mall (aka the mall near his place, yes the one he keeps mentioning all the friggin' time), you are in for a serious treat of made up stories that you can easily deconstruct as it takes shape (and yes, I took the bait). And the cherry on top: studying for one subject whose exam nearly killed you and cramming for another one a mere hour before you had to take it (and while taking it you wonder whether your proctor literally practices what she preaches). Sum all of these up and you get a whole lot of verbal thrashings and bitchiness and sarcasm. And this was supposed to be a happy post. Oh well.