Hold my gaze.

Before it slips out of my mind, let me narrate a little accident that just happened to me few minutes ago. Apparently, my cup of rootbeer tipped over by accident and it spilled on my coffee table, making a small yet huge mess. The initial thing that came to my mind was to get a few pieces of tissue, and so I walked to the usual spot where my tissue box would sit at, only to realise it was placed right beside the mess.

I wanted to run into a wall for my forgetfulness, but instead of going all suicidal, I went over to the mess and piled tissue papers on the spill. Seeing it doesn't clear up the entire mess, it pushed my panic button and I rushed to the kitchen to get myself a cloth. It definitely worked in soaking up all the liquid, but I am uncertain the coffee table is now spic and span. Whatever it is, I cross my fingers that ants would steer clear from my coffee table.


I don't really want to comment about my paper today since it is still too early to say anything at all. Oh, just so you know, it was Retail Accounting 1 test I sat for earlier this morning. Just as I was ready to hand my script up, I glanced at the clock and realised it was 0950 already. I lost my opportunity to exit earlier, but it doesn't make a vast difference anyway.

1000 Ms Ng instructed me to collect the scripts for my class. Typical reaction of mine: "Whaaat?!" But actually, I was just exaggerating. It wouldn't hurt me to do this little favour, would it?

After my paper, I left my girls and met up with Anne to have our lunch at Fish&Co. It was still extremely early when we got to the store, so we had to wait impatiently yet patiently with our stomachs rumbling like thunders of a fierce storm.

1132 Charie announced the opening of store, and we darted out to the greeter stand, waiting for Betty to bring us in.

Food was good, and halfway through our meal, Nabilah joined us for awhile before getting down on the floor. Anne and I went to get some things done and when we returned to station D, I tried helping her out, reading my novel, and finally crashing on the seat. It may not be as comfortable as my bed at home, but I felt great warmth and a sense of security just lying there even with people around.

Nabilah and I left Fish&Co. approximately at 1930, and along with Ain, we headed to Downtown East for dinner. Guess where we ate? Fish&Co. Express. Haha!

Despite being all full and bloated, we were still full of vigor, doing the usual stuff we three always do together. Singing and dancing, but not dancing, if you get what I mean :D

We got to the roof and started with our usual therapy before getting high. We were drug-free, trust us. I was a tad giddy so I climbed onto the parapet wall and stood there. You probably wouldn't be able to make any sense out of it, but it makes sense for me to stand there at that moment when I was having slight dizzy spells. I balanced my way to the near end of it, which means if I were to fall diagonally to my left, you would see my face in tomorrow's obituary. It was scary yet thrilling, but I was completely in a clear state of mind.

It was really quiet, so Nabilah suggested to have some music blasting. It triggered all the singing and dancing, getting us laughing hysterically throughout the entire mini party we had. There were absolutely no one there, so we let our hair down and jump/ dance like it was our own club to call it.

I really enjoyed myself there because it was sort of a great way to distress ourselves and shed some weight at the same time. Unleashed the wild dragon inside of us and behaved like we were deprived of drugs. See the connection yourself.

I am dead beat.
Goodnight.