Le premier jour du reste de ma vie

I feel weird....


My third day of freedom, and i feel weird....


It's like, i don't what to do with so much time on my hands.


I know i promised to meet up with some people soon, but i can't bring myself to arrange anything.


I'm a bad friend..


Today, i woke up, not knowing what time it was.

I got out of bed, washed my face, brushed my teeth.

Got my breakfast (Cranberry bread, almond biscuits, Instant Mee Suah with Nor hiang) Ate a huge load, took some vitamins, read abit and stoned.

Finally, i decided to check the time...

13:06

Here i was, thinking that i had wasted most of the day away. It makes me wonder. what time did i actually get up?



So many hours left to kill. I decided, it's about time i blogged. (Lucky for me, my sis went to take a nap)


Here I am, not fully aware of what i should be doing. Writing about inconsequential stuff.


Feeling very weird....


Maybe it's coz i have become used to the daily grind, and now that it's gone, i'm still on autopilot.

Wellz, i don't give a damn.. as long as I'm happy. It's about time..


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