As usual, it’s 7+ am when I woke up. I slept at 2 I think. 2 cans of latte have no effect on me.
I think, it will be an emo and stoning weekend.
No tennis today. Probably no tennis tomorrow too.
Why, when I am free, no one else is?
Now, I really don’t feel like going out. But I think I will. I have to.
Maybe to queensway to find a pair of shoes. Maybe to ikea again, to buy what I failed to buy yesterday. Maybe to jurong west, to get my hair cut. Maybe to jurong east, to get a pair of coloured contact lens. Maybe to town, to get myself a new guitar. Maybe to IMM, to buy some food.
Maybe, I will still be at home.
I am a loner by default, not by choice.
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I am tired. Note. TIRED. How do you tell that a person is TIRED? RED.
Crap.
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Played “Kiss The Rain” on my speakers. WOW. Woke up once at 5am. Automatically the song started to play in my head.
Made a purchase on Amazon.com last night. I should see my goodie next week.
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Sometimes, I just feel that…
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Oh well. Never mind.