I officially declare myself an alien pig.
I woke up at like 9+, coming to 10.
I read the papers and went out for brunch with my family.
Mum tricked me, woke me up and said we were going for
DIMSUM.
We went to some hawker centre instead.
OHWELLS.What can I expect? LIAR LIAR LIAR.
Got home at approximately 1pm, slept from 1.30pm to about 5.50?
My whole afternoon wasted away. Mum didnt even bother to wake me up.
Think she was more happy with the fact I was at home the whole day!
Blah, Ikea would have been such a better choice to spend my day.
Remembered last night when I was rambling on to Liling how much I missed Dunman,tears actually sprung up in my eyes. (so melodramtic, i know :l)
Really miss the somewhat carefree times, I even miss the indecisive moments where we decide where to have lunch. The night study sessions that just made us snack alot and talk more than the work done.
reality stares me back straight in my eye. ):
