My Lovely Day

I had a great day today.

Because I was on fake mc.
It rocks.
I didnt planned it out this way although I did feel a pang of guilt early in the day but I do not really care. I was going to wake up and drag myself to work. I did wake up but my mum suddenly declard that she was not going to send me to work, which means I would be late for work and that I have to board to bus with a thousand other smelly people.

The choice was easy, I called in sick. Wahahaha

I landed up waking up at 1pm. With a slight headache cos I slept so much. Had breakfast and went to see the doctor for my mc. Then, I took off to go swimming. It was wonderful. I love the 4pm sun. Its the best. Not too hot, just nice and warm. Quiet too. Its that time when the people are not yet home from work and kids do not appear yet. It was great.
Just swim and laze around on the deck chair. I really love 4pm.

Everyday should be like this.

This post feels familar. I am pretty sure I wrote about something similars some where else. Ha

I'm back

Yup, I am back here after jumping a few blog addresses.
This felt the most real.

I cried while watching gossip girl. Cried as in really streaming tears.
It was just hard not to. The way they forgive forget, relationship, family ties. Esp, since its a thanksgiving episode.

I guess I just have too much bottled up. I still don't express easily or live life to the fullest as I should.

Maybe it just happens in the moview.