My, perhaps only, consolation this week.
That's Valerie's breakfast, whatever it's call it looks nicer than mine. I want that next.
When we were supposed to be having breakfast, Jolin had Lasagna. So-lunch.
The first week of school is amazingly over. It's weird how fast my weekend has arrived, literally, and over soon. It was like yesterday when I was still looking forward to the BBQ-chill event. I have a love-hate relationship with being occupied. I love being occupied as I'm simply occupied. Targets to meet, tasks to complete. I hate being occupied as I'm simply occupied. I can't recall what I've done and what I have missed and what I have to forgo. I'm a little blur-off this week.
I love this weekend!!!
It's weekend, yup very much to my countdown. Who does countdown to weekend when they are on holiday? ME!!! at least for this week.
Looking at the person sitting opposite, wondering almost aloud, "How much do I know this person?" The question that was once posted by a friend, targeting at the same person. Ever so on-the-verge of blurting, "Who are you?" to the very person sitting opposite. Yet, the thought was swallowed . Not knowing if it was simply a make-believe that, "I'm contented with the present." Or it was a desire of, "I want to know more."