what if the time stops ticking at 11:15 PM
Dear Diary.
People have Monday Blues. I have what you call, Sunday Blues. (lets out a big BIG sigh) Work resumes tomorrow. And that sucks, really. Pffft. I don't wanna work on a beautiful Sunday ): Alright, shall let the power of money motivate me again. (thinks of the sweet little pleasures of life, which involves money) hurhur.
Anyhow, this evening I was out with my parents, brother couldn't make it. So the three of us went to Chinatown and had dinner together. Heh. I love family outings. 'Cause it's like anywhere we go for dinner is no different from an eat-all-you-want buffet. Lol. We ordered stuff from everywhere and just munched them down. Tsk! Storing energy for tomorrow you see. (sniggers)
Think of work. Think of money. Feel Good.
As you can see, I'm clearly self deceiving.
Goodnight all. I've to pack my bag for tomorrow. (as though going to school)
