Mundane, mundane, mundane.
Nee and WL, we've got to meet up soon. Though its good that we have not met up ever since Ramadhan started 'cos they are my absolute bitching partners. I kid. I miss them.
Vina's leaving in less than a month. Won't be able to send her off. Our sleepover has got to materialise. Yep, this Friday.
I am craving for some Lindt loving. And I had a thought during lecture a while back. I want to gorge on Macs when I get back. Why, you ask me. I don't know myself. Okay, correction. I want to gorge on McGriddles!! Please tell me its still around in Sg Macs.
Oh, and on the way to uni, I saw a guy's notes flew from the tram stop. The wind was too strong, and nobody could do anything about it. Yes, that is how strong the wind is sometimes. I have nothing but a sense of pity for him. Of course, at that moment, I wished I could help, but I was very much on the other side of the road. Sigh.
Just realised how incoherent this post is :/
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