Disrupted trains of thoughts
It’s 1.33am.
The house is quiet (apart from my dad's snoring), you could practically hear a pin drop from the lower floor.
And the stereo's belting out one of Sinatra's number.
Right.
Misconducts of the day:
1. Woke up at around midday.
2. Did not go to school ('cause I'm plain lazy to attend the cross country).
3. Thus, did not do any schoolwork today.
4. Was watching television programs one after the other, and determined to shoo away any thoughts of completing any work at all.
5. I've learn that The Queen is the type of movie that can put me to sleep within seconds.
6. So I watched Devil Wears Prada instead and drooled over their Jimmy Choos and Marc Jacob's bags.
7. Sat thinking about what will happen in the next episode of Heroes.
8. Consumed two roti canais for dinner.
9. Was thinking about the upcoming
300 Spartans movie.
10. Am lazying in bed, comfortably (actually, i’m feeling a wee bit uneasy by the angle of my neck.) propped up by a pillow, and fluttering my eyelids now and then, edging closer and closer to weariness.
Alright. Slap me on the temples of my head then. Rustle my hair till it’s madly tousled. Goodness, I could not be more happy than to wake the next morning and scribble into more worksheets and workbooks.
Maybe I’ll even top tomorrow off with a new haircut.
Marha was here with you
1:11 AM <3
~think happy thoughts~
