He's a man easy in his skin.

Today;
I woke up at 12.
(Had a bad dream. I almost contemplated calling the involved asking if he's alright, haha!)
Fool around with my bro.
Watch him boil the water.
Mom came back.
Bro played Dota while Mom cooked his herbal tea,
I had some peanut porridge with floss. Yum.
Proceeded to read Sidney Sheldon's Bloodline.
Tired again at 4 plus or so.
Slept.
Woke up at 8 plus with headache. Too much rest I think.
Mom cooked plain porridge for me.
Ate it with floss again. Yum again.
Watch tv for 10 minutes, gave up.
Use the desktop, here I am.



I can be boring like that. Goodness. Anyway, brother drove me to the Comex yesterday. I'm still at a loss on what to get. All seem fine to me. Perhaps something sleek and red this time? Saw Rach, and a few familiar faces working there. I was really sick I wonder if I passed the virus to any strangers in the squeezy hall. Haha, woops. Joined Darren and his friends for a bit since I was alone and they're at Suntec checking out Comex as well. They keep thinking I might faint while walking. -_-|| Took bus 97 and 334 home. Of course, dropping by 496 to have some century egg porridge. Poor me, its gonna be porridge all week long! Wait till I get my braces on Monday, can't imagine how much worse it will be for me.

( Woo! A white butterfly flew into my house kitchen, :D )

I think I'm losing my voice soon. Time for my book again. F1 Job training tomorrow!