Lazy Weekend... Not.

Lazy Weekend.. Not.

I got undressed, crash onto my bed, cuddle my pillow, wiggled my toe and fell to sleep. I slept and snooze till my body started to yell at me "WAKE UP YOU LAZY BUM. I'VE SLEPT ENOUGH". Ahhhh. The weather was too beautiful and it's hard to resist snoozing in bed for endless hours. After which i switched on my laptop and did something really enjoyable for mbs. What a surprise right? Well, what i did was look up 12 hot men and 8 women pictures as my fitness trainers. 12 hot men was so easy to look up for. Yummy.

That was my lazy weekend then came a very terrifying monster. It was a dominatrix, taking up 3-4hours of my beautiful Sunday afternoon doing HRM! I HATE HRM or rather PBL. Either way i hate it. Next thing i knew, another monster attacked me. I tried to escape. I ran and ran but i knew i can't hide from it. I know soon this monster will find me. Guess what is it? My public speaking speech. What a drat.

And oh. I met, by far the most interesting taxi driver yesterday. People always thought taxi drivers are uneducated by this particular driver had a diploma in finance, took up law before and was previously the manager somewhere in UOB. The conversation was long and i noticed a pattern. Whenever i speak to drivers my fare goes up because of the speed they were travelling at. It made me think. Conversation = Extra charges unknowingly, unwillingly. Sigh.

I miss eating something that tickles my taste bud. It's been awhile I've eaten anything delicious. Even a simple fare of lunch or dinner outside was a constant disappointment.