Today, I proved myself a complete idiot;
one whom totally wastes my life (attempting) to study yet achieving minimal results.
I have yet to see 2 digits so small yet so powerful they could crush my Monday like an elephant on an ant.
That apart, Mo(a)ndays are no longer long days!
And I'm beginning to like it; how a temporary escape from school ends it/ starts my Tuesday.
We had dinner at Jurong Point last night, and our weekly Monday suppers at Gombak.
(Oh yes, and on the way out, we helped a poor guy push his stalled car cos he crashed into a lamp post =\ )
And everytime I leave, I'm so comfortable, I don't want to return. But don't we know all good things are shortlived.
Sunday morning: I replaced D's role as Postman and surprised her with donuts instead(: Munchy's are the best.
Sunday night: I returned and became Santa Claus, running up and down the same flight of stairs repeatedly.
Sunday night: I returned to keep a promise made a loong time ago.
Sunday night: We did laundry but it stormed so now we've to rewash.
JEW's new album is therapy. (: