Waking up in my own bed.
Sleeping again in my own bed.
Seeing Thunderbirds flying in a formation up in the sky.
Lazying around without worrying about piling laundry, messy room, unwash glasses, dusty floor,unpack bags and unsent resumes.
Calling mak, saying hi, asking how is life and how is abah.
Having breakfast menu during lunch and taking times reading the Star pages by pages while listening to No Doubt's Monday Morning repetitively.
Grieving and praying silently for quake victims.
Driving car that badly need a wash and vac while singing out loud to Adibah Noor's Ikan di laut , Asam di darat.
Searching for The Script's Breakeven lyric, suddenly remembered that it is linked to my previous relationship.
Gardening, harvesting and farming in FB.
Shopping for a new handbag, new pair of shoe, bangles.
Spending money that i don't have.
Walking into shopping mall with the dirtiest jeans, no make up, old t-shirt and red flip flop with glasses, a tight and messy ponytails.
Studying and looking into people while wondering what are things on their minds.
Watching small children and babies and asking myself when I am going to have one.
Sending smses to remind everybody of Azivik Birthday Bash in Pavilion.
Shower, doing hair and putting makeup for the dinner.
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