One assignment down. A million zillion billion more to go. Still I feel pretty glad.

Everybody's making holiday plans. Makes me feel like it too. After the weeks and weeks of playing, it feels a little surreal to sit down to desk. In fact, its more than surreal to quit floating and come back down to earth. It's been like grasping at wispy clouds to settle down at desk to look through work schedule of the term. Till now, my ass has not found found any chance to sit at the desk as yet. Soon, I promise. Soon I will work.

Achievement of the term:
No MC.

That is until today. And even then it was coz I'm really sick. Not hangover. Not sleepiness. Not plain old laziness. Dear old weather. It wears me down like nobody's business. Menses adds on shit too. Sometimes I wish I aint a girl.

On a lighter note, the weekend with my baby was damn old fun. Just menses chained me down like a metal ball. There were times I practically fell off my chair about to fall asleep. Getting old is such a chore. Even clubbing on friday night became a chore. Simply because I was so tired. Still I had a nice time with my baby! He's one year older but it seems like it makes no difference lei. Still so cheeky....But I still love him! (Wah love is really disgusting.)

Alright go for ice cream. Another day.