"Hey, sport, what's up?"

I stayed-in today, not lying.
I have been ignoring the text msgs, the early text msgs especially! (7:30am!!), the calls, - with what should be known as a conversation/ text killer : "Talk later".

I am not called cranky for nothing.

Head feeling like the revolution of the jackhammers... Aye, I must be really sick. Haha.

But I am glad for the vacant - though struck as strange, alone it must be and get by.
Curtains drawn, my smile wan..
It's alot to digest but I take my bit.. and bring it with me.

When I am honest with myself, I am better.


Night out.
Had an incredible time with my sister today. The night started off well. Surely it would - Working my ass off in the middle of the day: noon till 5:50pm to be exact (does not justify my offday one bit) - We ate mom-cooked Fried Rice in the car at Vivo City Carpark, no idea why Dee wanted me to bring dinner along, but we got lost finding our way to the mall and that made me really hungry - Fried rice tasted superbly better than it did in the afternoon.
(No laaa of course my mom is a successful cook!)

I save alot of money eating-in this week. Wheee.
My DSLR dream deal is coming near to a close :)

Vivo is the awesome especially when you're in tees and shorts and nothing you want to buy.
Wanted to escape to the Pets Safari but realised I dont have a dog anymore and seeing one might upset me all over again so. Fuhgeddaboudit.
Heaviest sigh.

Maybe I will get a Golden Retriever one day. I dont know how. Somehow. I hope.

We retired for a second proper dinner at Superdog (I'm sorry shas, I promised but I failed you.)
A good time, it was warm and sweet.

I love Dee.
I can't ask for a better sister, and I thank God she's mine.
We both had stupid, stubborn, raging squabbles and my refuse to share anything with her..
In retrospect, why didn't I? She's like my best friend, my confidant. She's pretty much the ultimate all rolled into one.
Summed up tho,.. I am like the younger trapped in the older; and vice versa.

Lol. I can't say I dont enjoy it sometimes.
Love love her to bits.
(If you dont have a sister, find one)

So it's late, we charged back. This time, she checked the maps first and drove back with ease - (I can't read maps, I haven't been attending my driving practicals. I am kinda p with myself.)
And as such, it makes me ever more proud of my better version daughter of my daddykins, Dee.

Dont you worry. I know I am special too.
Specially lazy too. :)

Had a man carrying a Prince Tennis bag (Bag for more than 1 racket) walk pass me and hey. Saliva stuck in throat halfway down.
I was supposed to go for Tennis today.

Painful at best, Painful at worst.

wow, I'm really not helping myself.


Anyhow, I'm almost but hopefully not, rotting away at Tennis.
Anymore rot, the cockroach will eat my overgrip.
And leave me with a broken Wilson. K-Suffered.

Need to do something about it.

Sharonpova, grab your cute tennis shoes.
Sports channels are not enough.

We need to stop picking balls.