Cereal, Sunshine & No Dead Bodies.

My friends came over for dinner last night and spontaneously decided to crash. And there's nothing better than waking up and knowing that there are no dead bodies in your house. This sounds pretty morbid for a weekend post. But mind you, my friends sure are violent. While working in the kitchen last night, I was having a series of mini-heart attacks. Punches were flying where there were flour, cocoa powder, alcohol bottles nearby.

But you know, I have to credit my friends. They sure can multi-task. They did a good job with the dessert in the midst of a friendly duel.

So its 8.30am, the sun's shining brightly (unlike the entire week), just finished a bowl of homemade toasted cereal with yogurt, milk and fresh blueberries. And I am thankful that there's no blood, spilled guts or squashed brains. Just two sleepy heads - one in dad's study and the other in my room.

(No prizes for guessing who are the two most violent people from IP days)

@ Shihui (if you read this)- Your text from the UK really really really really made my day. <3 I can't wait to see you.

A Chemical Reaction

Thursday 8.00pm Parents and sister leave for Japan.
Thursday 10.08pm (now) Home alone. Not too good. Feeling abandoned.
Monday 9.00am. Accounting Paper and two weeks of intellectual frustration.

(Seriously feeling down. I've never been home alone before)

Vert

Examination preparation is when I question the purpose of my existence.