his hair is way unha

For the first time in two weeks, I am home before 6pm. It's a wonderful feeling to have the sun blazing down in your face, to see clear-cut shadows upon scaly cracked leaves, to hear the daytime bustle of noisy nosy aunties and primary school students in white strap-on Bata shoes, to have the day in front you, full of unfull-filled promise. Of things you can do, of things you can say, of things you can watch. That's what I have been lacking recently. The school-week has been one long string of events!&thingstodo!&obligations!&homeworkchasing!. Panic to the n factorial. (!) But the week has been rather great, to admit the truth. Here's why:

( Between Two Mondays )

Now, that was an awkward transition. But I have spent long enough on this entry. Today, Grace and I came up with 3 more codenames: Loyfatt, Wobbles and Tadaha. TADAHAHAHAHA. I can hardly keep track of how many we have now haha. Man, we have too much time on our hands. Here's to wasting more, till then.