i am sick. 
as in, crazy sick. 
i walked with newly bought slippers, from jurong east mrt station, to imm, to my grandparents' place, back home. all because i didn't want to let my steaming peanut-butter waffle go cold. and i would have to do that, if i was going to take the mrt or bus. spontaneity bites again. 
i was really regretting it thirty minutes into the walk, when i started to look like a siaocharbor with my shopping bags hitting me with every step i took, and my uncomfy shirt i reserved for interviews, and feeling the blisters grow on my soles. thank god it was night, and i took all the dingy roads with no street lights. which was VERY dangerous really. was really lucky to have reached home unscathed. 
oh, and the interview went good today. i'm a would-be basket collector!! 
THAT is one job title i'm not going to be including in my resume, ever. 
OH, and good news about the UK-trip, because i will very likely have a travelling companion now! never mind i havent talked to her before, and out of two times i saw her, she was crying on one. haha, okay that's messing things up. i just hope she wouldnt be thinking i'm some snob when i plug in my earphones and get in some Friends time on the plane. and di suggested if we wanna 'go down to Paris' when i'm over there. shit, how cool is that!! i've always wanted to hear that phrase being said to me/say that phrase. hahah. i should really squeeze in more money-grabbing work before i fly off! 
MOOLAH MOOLAH COME MY WAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. 
my legs hurt. owww. 
i am finally going to see mab and ros tomorrow. FINALLY, been ages lar girls. :)) -beams. and di's been msging me from UK about flight stuff!! aww girl, those costs!! :)

i'm feeling flyyyyyy.
           
           can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 11:20 PM.