Wee. It's raining huskies and felines. It'll be euphoric to just abode under the sheets and sleep through a sunday. But it's not idealistic to whittle the day when time can be utilised with other responsible things like driving your family out for a brunch or spending quality time with a loved one or spring cleaning your cluttered room or whatever rocks your boat.
I figure i may disintegrate myself in front of my pc's screen while watching excessive flicks on youtube. That is, if a good friend of almost seven years can affirm his plan of lunching out and movie-ing. Then he may save me from self-destruction. You see, he is fickle-minded and has this inconstant and wretched mind. Plans can be abolished at the very last minute and it's those erratic moment when you have dressed up, and the plan goes poof. So what am i going to do in my sunday best since i am groomed up?Go for Frances Yip concert at the Indoor Stadium?Or shamelessly come uninvited and devour the calorific nasi bryani at some malay wedding in Bedok?
Whatever the to do list, i am not revisiting my assignments today. I rather go out and get blown by some bitches if today's plan gets squashed. Maybe.
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