Seriously no school on wednesday is love. No chanting from facilitators, no pdt to complete, no presentation to complete and there's no need to rush for food and gobble down food and no evaluation to be done and certainly no rj to complete. Speaking of rj, my forgetfulness had to jeopardize my grade. Daily grades are stained, so ugly. Forgetfulness is a sin.

Anyway, new york new york is a nice addiction. I enjoy the feeling of having plates of food surrounding me. Dutch baked mussels, 6 pieces, were certainly sufficient to fulfill my desire towards it because an icon, "gotta have it" was stamped beside the item. Well, cheesy and mussel-ly are the words to describe it. Plus, Pasta with Grilled fish on tomato sauce was quite a palatable dish too and all these food made me so full and happy. Perhaps too happy, fleeting emotions led me along in a series of shopping sprees. First on the list, Cotton on. I bought quite a number of stuff and it was finally i decided that if i continue to loiter at the mall, there would be no end to my shopping spree. Finally, i decided to head home and suddenly, i felt that i just had to clear up the mess in my closet and i just did.

All these happy things are here to stay for awhile, and yet, my period had to come on this stupid day. I beg for the weekends to come soon once again.