On repeat mode.

It's been what, two, three weeks of school? I'm beginning to see an uncanny pattern in my week. Sure, a proper routine is good- i guess?

This week.

Monday

McDonald's breakfast waffles and a late start at school. Bubbletea for lunch with the girls and by 5.05pm i'm dead after PE.

Tuesday

Lazing on beanbags during breaks at the student clubhouse and home afterwards. Oh, this week i came back to school at around 5 plus under the false pretense of going to the library but i actually needed to catch Himself after classes. Got more than i bargained for. Saw Eddy! A part of me teared for him and the rest of me cried for myself. Now who's gonna skip classes with me?

Wednesday

One of the shorter days of the week. Rushed to Orchard to catch Asmara and Shikin. They are so... adult! Relief teaching now. Story telling time. Kids are nasty. Adult fares are nastier, i guess!Three years to do A's? I'm beginning to second-guess myself. Why am i even attempting this?

Thursday

Oho. PE, History and yadda yadda. Thursdays always wear me out, no matter how short the school day may be. I used to believe that Thursdays are bad because of the long hours. How mistaken.

Friday

Met Himself, stole BK coupons for extra kicks, ate and used the remaining good quality paper to fold our 4th "love boat" and i finally got to sail them at a nearby longkang. It sailed into the sunset... our boat- before it capsized, that is. Romantic, no?

Saturday

Let's study. I think i will. Yes, i must. Focus focus. Ignore phone vibrations. Er, ok, quick lunch out won't hurt.

Sunday

Uh, that's tomorrow. I have a feeling somthing good is to happen tomorrow. Last Sunday was yummy.

Toodles, now. I am such a bore.