LACKADAISICAL SUNDAY.
Well, its a french word for Boring. Right, Its a rather mundane and lackadaisical Sunday for me. Rain has been pouring non-stop, The Da Vinci Code resting on my lap, 98.7fm playing on the radio....
Oh well, i've decided to continue with my online study - The Gospel According to Matthew Chapter 4 - since I've abandoned it during the exams. And cuz' i'm going to touch on this, I won't even dare to open up my youtube clips at the same time. I feel its' somewhat offensive, if you know wad i mean.
Work starting from tmr onwards. And yes, more moolahs will be coming in!! More, I need MORE!!! Set my eyes on a pair of specs at PS yest. Including multi-coated lenses, its' gonna cost me a total of 129bucks. Holycow! I just realised a pair of Levis' square-cut is yelling at me too! And not forgetting dat set of bikinis I'll be bringing over to Sentosa. Oh gosh!! Can someone teach me the art of planting money tree? I'll be glad if it just grows a 50 dollar note each hour. Dat wld be more than enough for me ya. *Winkz*
Albeit its' time for me to get a permanent job, I've no idea wad I'm really looking for. An events' company? A marketing job? Or should I just jolly well try my luck for some kinda singing competition datz coming along the way? Heh, dream on huh!
Wadz with the walls? That created a barrier for the water to flows?
As the water dries up during Summer, the walls are just a hinder for the farmer to crop his harvest.
He will have to climb over mountains and mountains, to get over to the other side of the land.
Its' already a tough job to climb mountains, the huge walls between them will only make the route gets tougher each day.
Yet, the farmer knows,
no matter how tough the route will be,
its' better than not moving at all.
At least, he had made his efforts worthwhile.
TIME: 1648 HRS.
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