Rush Hour. @ 8:38 am
I feel like I should start crying right about now. Not that I'm feeling sad or heartbroken. Nothin' of that sort. I just feel SO suffocated... SO tight... SO stressed up... SO out of time.
And stress, from what I've learned so far, is the root of all abnormal disorders. Believe it or not, it is one of the contributing factors. So try to keep yourself stress-free ok. Hah, coming from a person who's stressed up herself... what irony.
Easier said than done ey. Not when you're staying in a rat-race country like S'pore.
SO many things to do this weekend. This weekend and the next weekend. My weekends are never free nowadays. Most of the time, if I'm not in my bed, I'll be rooted in front of a screen. At work, in front of the pc. At home, in front of the laptop. My life revolves around screens, be it tv screens, computer screens, sun-screens... you name it. I'm a screen-er!
Well ok. Don't quite make sense but I never do anyway. There is such a word ok.
See, I told you my life revolves around screens. I even get screened at work almost everyday too.
Anyway. Let's see. I have to rush 2 assignments due so close together. And weekends are all I have to fully focus right? But NO. This weekend gotta go do some festive shopping. Some refreshing changes to be made in the house. Why? My uncle's sofa set apparently just... I dunno... disappeared? So Dad is giving away our sofa set to Uncle, which is as good as new cos nobody hardly sat on it.
Hence, he thought of getting ANOTHER sofa set to which both sis and I said to him, "For what? Not like we sit on it anyway. How many times have we sat on it? No need lah. Just put cushions."
Ala Middle-eastern style, like the chilling area. Maybe we'll add a couple of sheeshas too to complete the whole setting. Cool.
Kidding.
We liked the idea. So the living room is gonna appear super spacious and super comfy now. So Hari Raya you all just sit on the floor ok. The kids can roll around as much as they want now too!
So yes, got a lil bit side-tracked there. Then there's the baking, which I think most likely I'll have to forego altho' I know I'll probably ditch my work and end up in the kitchen anyway. Cos my hands are dying to do some baking, that's why.
And there's work. But of course.
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I feel like I should start crying right about now. Not that I'm feeling sad or heartbroken. Nothin' of that sort. I just feel SO suffocated... SO tight... SO stressed up... SO out of time.
See, I told you my life revolves around screens. I even get screened at work almost everyday too.
