We're empty.
Been rather lazy to blog properly lately (sans those thousand and one random locked entries) because life is just so mundane like that. Post work has been awfully depressing because I really miss my colleageus and I hate the idea of spending money without any consistent stream of income. Been swimming quite abit lately (and hence, a slightly tanner and less sickly looking sam, but I am still obscenely fair and it is bugging me!!) + attempting to pick up the guitar (yet again) I have zero strum pattern sense, my chords are all over the place and I will never be able to sing a proper song at the rate I'm going. :( The condition of my formerly bruised lips have improved by leaps and bounds and I no longer find myself drinking soup via a straw or having to eat with the extreme left side of my mouth. I have (finally) completed all my medical tests + 2nd phase of jab (and thankfully I did not fall sick this time round!) though my left arm is slightly swollen and it is a little difficult to swim but all shall be fine by tuesday.
So yes, back to my thriller.
You read that right.
Samantha reads.
Some things do change!