I totally went all lazy this morning, and decided to skip work. Well I did have a tummyache, but that’s about as hefty my medical aliment really is. (Let’s not go to the medical history part, shall we?)

And so what did I do? I woke up at nine, and went to the doctor and got myself medication for gastric pains.
It must have been some two years since I last went to see her at the clinic. My, things have really changed.

I opened a new savings account today. Which means I’m also broke, some 20 days before my next allowance.
I know, I love budgeting.

It sucks now because I really would like to have saved some up. But don’t fret my fans, I have managed to put aside about a lump sum to kickstart the account. So it’s not all that tragic.

So I do get to save something. Though it’s a fixed deposit, which prohibits me from withdrawing anything until I’m 21. The concept sounds familiar….

Back to work tomorrow. Still can’t decide what to wear. Drama is a bitch.
I was actually psyching myself to believe that tomorrow is Friday, and I was dancing away in my head. Then reality — my old friend — snapped at me, and dutifully informed me the more morose picture. I’ll just drag my feet tomorrow to hope the day ends uber fast. I might skip away to see the doctor on camp tomorrow, though I rather limp to death than see his face.
His face totally reeks of the “get out of my elite, uncaring face”-sort of attitude. Or maybe I’d just read his mind that day.

Movie date this weekend. I really hope for a good one. Sharaf might be confined this weekend. Uber bummer. I was really hoping to meet up. But I think he should be free by Vesak Day. I mean the government wouldn’t want to see Buddhist monks demonstrating in the streets ala Burma, would they?
So maybe that little window (of my supposed pre-work day rest) can be a meet-up day. But maybe somewhere near.
And I’m making all these conjectures without even any certain plans.
And budget.
And worse — what to wear.

Drama’s a bitch.

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