The One Where Swinburne Is Not A Place

Esther is : optimistic.

This is how my Sunday went :

'WAKE UP! You only have half an hour to get ready for church!'
'I can't walk.'

'Go put your cheesecake in the fridge.'
'I can't walk.'

'Nah - iron your uniform.'
'I can't walk.'

'Put your bowl at the sink.'
'I can't walk.'
'I'm not gonna do it for you.'
'I can't walk.'

But whenever she leaves my room i'll miraculously be able to get up and penguin over to my beloved companion and turn on Samantha Who hehe. And miraculously manage to pull off my usual 45 minute shower. And brush my teeth four times like every other day. And jump out of my seat when i realised i sent an SMS that was for Butthead to somebody else.

I hate it when that happens. God has this way of selecting the more private messages to be distributed to people you hardly know or people you're talking about in that same message. The last time it happened i told the fattest lie possible and i dunno how APT believed me. Plus it was about him and i'd just SMS-ed him about the very same thing just that in that message i called him by his nickname which wasn't um - very flattering. Not Andrew Por k.

VI's Treasure Hunt was really fun but the after-effect from all the running is torturous. Numerous times my lungs felt like they were gonna explode. My legs were gonna come off. My toes were numb. But it was fun. =) We got the best shadow ever and i think halfway through he forgot he was a shadow cos he did everything with us like he was playing too lol.

Okay back to watching Across The Universe (kinda depressing but hoping there's something to it) and i might blog like another 10 times today because i can't penguin anywhere beyond the perimeter of my room. I feel like a prisoner. T.T

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PS : Congrats to Yen Yen's team again! =D