Woke up, bathed, clothed.
Went out, chocolates, at the bus stop.
20 minutes, read a book, potential robbers.
Went in, sat down, wrote out my answers.
Three done, cleansed, pray.
Went out, at the bus stop, lazy day.
Home, smile, everything's worthwhile.


In case some of you beautiful post readers are confused.
This is just a typical Sunday that I usually spent.
To summarise it all, I was getting ready for religious class & I was explaining how the journey was.
There was an exam this week & after class, I was relieved.
Reached home & turn on the computer, happy, contented, alone.

It's a rainy day. (that explains the emo prose)
I love the cold weather.
Everything's so melancholic and sombre.
Everything's in a mystical, gray hue.
Even now, I wished the rain won't stop.

I have squarepants beside me for comfort.

15 more days to the major exams.
I hope GOD blessed me plenty of intelligent neurons this month.
I am still mugging till the wee hours almost every day.
I find it difficult but it's all going to be repaid at the end of this year.

I need a personal tutor.
Anyone interested?



- I love the trees.