It's Reading Week. As much as I don't want to admit it, I am sick now. Frig I was doing so good, washing my hands and moving out and about. It really should say exercise but.....i failed.
My night class continues this week so my week isn't completely free but it's okay. I'm pretty stoked about that class, the ppl are nice and the teacher is a hippie. I just dread going because it's 1830-2130 and I MUST have a coffee. Tim Horton's coffee does nothing for me no more. It's like flavoured water but it's so easy on my wallet. I think I might have to resort to Starbucks.
I really don't have much planned for the week. Wednesday night, Khang and I are heading out for a belated Valentine's dinner. I pray that I am still well enough to enjoy the night. I feel fine right now. It's only the beginning. If I am sick, I just want the runny nose syndrome. NO COUGHING.
I work 6-14 both Friday and Saturday. What a bummer. I need hours but those hours are the shittiest especially when I want to stay out late the night before. As I always tell Khang, who needs sleep, let's watch more re-runs of CSI.
I did a lot of nothing today which brought me to spend endless hours on the internox going online shopping. I want everything but I am soooo relieved my credit cards are safe and sound away from my impulsive self. All I have to do is memorize Khang's credit card number and I am in shopping haven. KIDDDDDDDDDING. I'm really not like that at all. I enjoy making my own money and spending it on myself and on my favourite people.
I want to buy a dress and nice shoes and a nice bag and a nice jacket for Wednesday.
Maybe just the dress...we'll see.
I read my last post and read the whole sobbing banquet garbage. Those who know, my baby surprised me in showing up when I least expected. I still hate him for that and I hate EVERYBODY who knew. YOU ALL ARE GOOD SECRET KEEPERS IT APPALLS ME! I love it. Every single one of you, thanks for helping me make my night more special. CNY Banquet 2007. Here I come.