Sometimes not wearing eyeglasses can be a mask. Call me anti-Superman.

No idea what kind of fabric conditioner I had plucked as long as it says what it was. This round of fresh laundry smells girly floral, the consequences of being the ignorant me.

Classic example of approach-approach conflict: It's one of those Sundays when I'd go to the mall to chill but wanted to stay in the house instead. Also to chill.

Team outing attended earlier. Found myself a philosopher. Why does the Earth needs to rotate on dizzying levels when all you wanted is a bed to sleep in after you swallowed a moderate number hard drinks.

All this Meteor Garden nostalgia is reminding (& tempting) me of my past naughtiness. Damn I'm weak.

Damn. It's been seven years since I restrained myself with this naughtiness. Afraid I might not contain this anymore. (Or not afraid. That's just rhetorical.)

A dog is staring at a dead puppy on a street. Then it moved on. 20 minutes later local residents took the dog's place at staring, barking at village officials to clean up the mess.

Jogging now...

Weekdays at overtime. This short interlude of rest days will have to be very enjoyable

Missed going to the gym due to work exigencies. Sigh