the first quarter of the workday were spent sinfully scrutiny fellow blogging comrades and followed by stalking acquaintances’ facebook. and that aberrant act continues with devouring a vigorous fattening nasi lemak for brunch. quoting miss s blaming 'it must be that freaky friday' as i refuse to point my fingers to my own slothful self for being unproductive seeing that it is only the second day of the new year. another 363 days to go. another 363 days challenge to start holding responsibility of myself.
already at home by 630pm, aid with a silly assumption of spending the shortest one and a half hour having the most satisfying hot shower would revives the missing energy to a good kick start for a feisty friday night, and boy, i was wrong!
i was down, scowl and prowl.
down with constant unstoppable yawns, doing my very best to scowl the drowsy sleepy eye only to end up prowling myself on the cozy bed under the comfy duvet. for some unknown reason, the bed is being extra seducive today, albeit my minimal flirting skills. within a blink, i was lost in the love of lalaland.
awaken by a phone call from miss cloud9 a bit later, had a quick fulfilling dinner of mom’s cooking leftover. after returning the missed calls and replying the received texts, the idea of watching a dvd movie sounds good, at least at the beginning. that supposedly brilliant idea lasted only for the first ten minutes and the rest is, history. i was back to lalaland.
how i love my own feisty friday night that are feisty-fully spent on my own define fiesta wherein contradictory from oxford study dictionary’s definition.
thee hee~ okay i know, that is so not funny.
it sure does feel good to just sit, stare and do nothing. fellas, remind me to take things less serious please?
of all the time wasted facebooking, look at what i found. baby P, my soft spot. taken during my previous raya visit.
she is undeniably adorable, isn't she?
i miss her already.
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