I Am Perpetually HANGRY.

Monday; belated Birthday meet up with the newly-turned twentyfirst.

Intended swimming session turn laze-by-the-corner-and-catch-up, til the lifeguard forbade us to leave as we "talked more than we swam".

Soon, Touch is going to occupy more than half of my life per week.

As if that is not already new, I'm beginning to grow more and more weary from it.

Trulymadlydeeply can't wait for S.TL to end, it has been much of a pain than a pleasure.

With the growing expectations, increasing demands, and heavier responsibilities, even the slightest things that may seem insignificant to another weighs twice as much on my shoulders.

SIGH.

Where is my short holiday to anywhere?