My Canterbury Shorts Make Me Feel Fat.

David Cook - Always Be My Baby,
Simple Plan - I Can Wait Forever (Eew, I know. Simple Plan, eew),
The Jonas Brothers - When You Look Me In The Eyes,

REPLAY.


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I have been faithfully waking up to David Cook every morning(:
Reluctantly or willingly, the alarm somehow makes my day. (:


This morning, I headed for breakfast at a Mall in the heartland areas in a pair of oversized curved running shorts that were deliberately slit (not by me) and it felt (really) weird.
McDonalds was, unfortunately closed so we had Delifrance. Hmm.


For the past few days, I've either been sleeping too little/eating too much/staying at home too little, hence I'm allowing myself some alone time now.

Supposed to watch the Adiv Rugby Semis! But it looks like it's going to rain so I decided not to risk it, but I still had lunch with teeliangshit.
Supposed to swim now but dear Griz is sleeping and I don't want to wake her =( (Supper later!)
Supposed to run in an hour if the weather permits. (Finally no hot sun, but please don't rain!)


Still sick, but will be mighty strong by Wednesday(:

Always A Part, Never Apart.

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. (: