the day started out gloomy right from the time i awoke.

not feeling too well. got a slight cough and was sneezing madly this morning. worried abt tax planning and afa. heck, i'm not worried abt my grades. just worried about my dad getting pissed at me graduating with minimal honors or none at all. i'm not made for accounting. and once again, i questioned my choice to come to SMU. ya know what? i didn't really have a choice. it was either accounting in SMU or accounting in NTU. i'd end up either a SMUgger or NUTter anyway. just can't get the basic concept. seriously pissed with myself.

and my right shoulder is aching from training. not in an injured way. in a tired way. want a massage. basically, a terribly grumpy stoned out morning for me.

then i met you. and we talked. or rather i talked and you listened.

and i'm fervantly thanking God for everything that's lead up to today.

'cos of the uncanny way you make things better just because you are around.













PS: if you think it's you, it's not. i'm not saying who.. ahahahaha

PPS: It's just a very very very dear friend whom i'm not in love with. so jeri ong, you can stop thinking of ways to suan me.