To know You is to ache for more than ordinary
I'm starting to think that I will eventually grow into a piece of algae since I haven't exactly had any social life at all. Working sucks, the money, the work, it's all good but it's so time-consuming. Between working days, on days you are free, you don't even want to arrange for anything except to crawl back into bed and sleep.
Cheryl Loh is a dingdong (HAHAHA. the pun is absolutely appropriate in this context). For calling her pretty (the world is so small because my churchmate recognised her as "Joshua Chia's pretty girlfriend"), you would think that I should get a reward in return. No, instead I wasted 90cents of MY hard-earned money because she texted me saying that page 16 of Sunday Times would interest me. Could you imagine my excitement while I was flipping through the papers? Thoughts like "Babies For Sale!" could be running through my head, or "It's raining Green Tea Lattes!". But no, of course it was about 6 million bicycles.
Now, I wrote an entire paragraph on bicycles so I think you can probably tell what a sad little girl I am.
Campover at Changi Airport + Hongkong in 2 weeks, I really can't wait. Hopefully I'll stop turning into the crappiest algae there ever was by then.
Alright and in this month, I have to meet everyone I wanted to meet, distant people from a not-so distant past. Because life is very unpredictable. Okay, kidding, life is boring shizz. But the As, they scare livingness all out of me.
Oh. Livingness is actually a word.