Fake Weekend
Today it is a fake weekend for me.
But not for my friends who are mostly working as government servants by which the weekend starts now. Fake weekend for me because today is only Thursday and tomorrow is Friday, and I've got to go to work tomorrow. And boy am I knackered or what!
Netball was fun as usual, although I didn't play much, my aching muscles are refusing to do more. So I didn't play hard today. The journey home bound was excruciating. There was a forest fire blazing at Sungai Paku, Telisai... And the traffic was unbearable. I just wanted to go home. I couldn't drive fast because my new car, Razzy haven't reached the break-in period just yet. So it was a slow drive. My body stinks like an indian on a hot sweaty day (Is this comment racist? Oh well! Its true right?). I needed a shower ASAP.
When I reached home, and showered, as soon as I settled down, my friend texted me up that he'll be picking me up in 15 minutes. And now here I am at Coffee Bean in Bandar enjoying a hot vanilla drink and a brownie. And I am hungry as hell right now. I know I could have said "no" for today's hangout, but this is a ritual for me. I suppose the aching muscles are the only cause for me to be whinny like a school girl on PMS, so bear with me. Even, at the moment, I'm not such a great company.
So anyway, hope you guys have a great weekend. Oh the weekend seems like miles away right now. On the bright side, I'll be on holiday on Monday in lieu of Saturday. Hah! We'll see who has the last laugh! :) Until then girls and boys, Adios!
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That's an advise coming from your grandad here.:)
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But for now, I'm not going to nurse or baby my migraine and muscle pain, have to push myself and toughen up! Aaaarrrrrrr!
Turns out last night I was just hungry, after two nasi katok later... My friend had to shut me up... - te he he...
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