the gift

my very own situational irony of the day:
7pm. strutted to a bus stop only to miss my bus by what seemed like a milisecond.
8pm. still at the bus stop wondering why the bus hasnt come yet. wondering RLY hard.
8:15pm. gleefully sighted the bus and alighted.
8:16pm. cell rings. hello? what? only chris is there so life singers rehearsal is canceled? ok i'll turn back now.

............

for all tt cash spent on the bus fare n the time wasted, i believe in God's grace. my eyes felt like lead due to the apparent lack of sleep, n i was looking forward to ample rest to prep for the long day tmr. kids, be careful what you wish for. or rather, be careful what you pray for.

i'll juz take tonight as a overdued night walk. a time to b alone, a time to think.

had another series of high-strung gamecube battles at shaiwan's today. cherie seok kb n i went over after school's out. had an awesome time there. i love u guys :)

so to the rare monday night i have at home, im gonna treat my eyes to a few cool refreshing slices of cucumber, indulge in a bubble bath in my bathtub, paint my nails silver-pink, attempt the GP reading package, and couch-potato till the desperate housewives unleash their own suburban drama on TV. heavenly.