Crappy week.
Monday-
I screwed it al up. how on Earth could I get belts and shoelaces mixed up?!?
And My ankle hurt like god-knows-what.
Hah.
I quote him.
'Wahlau eh. Buay Tahan Ah. Hahaha.'
I wished I could ram my head on the wall.
It seems my reputation as a blur-block there is meant to stay for a long, long time.
Tuesday-
I can't remember much besides some rapid-finger sms-ing to Lyddie.
Ah. Lyddie.
Wednesday-
Musical-mantinee show.
Officially blew my entire week's allowance on my EZ-Link card.
Remembered wondering whether the Hungry Ghost Festival had an effect on the pleasantly suprising number of commuters on the MRT at what one would usually call The Peak Hour.
Thursday-
TAF diet analysis.
Apparently I'm taking too much salt.
Arghh.
Friday-
Highlight Of The Day-NPCC
Sore feet, numb toes (on fire), water and alot of crap-talking during 'admin'.
No harm done.
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