I usually wake late on my Sundays.
Today I left my bed at 1pm.

I usually wake up alone on my Sundays.
I washed up,had my breakfast (Whatever that I can find) as lunch,stayed at the pc.
Do the chores.Wash Stinky and Stinko.
Maybe later I will whoop by NTUC again.
I guess that is the only thing that will make me feel happier on Sunday.
It is almost that I owned this whole house and always live like this.
Well...Sometimes it is not too bad a feeling.
I mean,this is practically me.

I miss my friends.
But when we all got into working,we just see each other every other time.
Sometimes schedules are conflicting.
But I always miss them.
Memories are too fond.

My old cassette is playing Jackey Cheung (direct translation.) "She came to my concert to listen"
Those were the days when I listened to Chinese songs,when chinese songs are still listenable.Till they turned craps now.
A very sweet and maybe reminiscing song.

Back to this Sunday.
I feel like losting myself in books.
Although I dun read alot(as you can already tell from reading my blog) and sometimes submerging too much in books made me a lil sick.
But I cant explain the comfort of hiding in the library of books.
It is almost like a place which everyone goes to their hiding.
Of coz I need good music too.

I dun like cereal with milk.It tasted funny to me now.
My bro replaced my cereal with another and (reduced sugar)Sobe with HL.
I think I am much used to cereal with soy.It tasted much better.

I quoted this from Jen's msg in Bulletin from Friendster.

Accept that some days you're the pigeon, and some days you're the statue.

Always keep your words soft and sweet, just in case you have to eat them.

Always read stuff that will make you look good if you die in the middle of it.

It may be that your sole purpose in life is simply to serve as a warning to others.

Never buy a car you can't push.

Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance.

When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.

Birthdays are good for you. The more you have,the longer you live.

You may be only one person in the world, but you may also be the world to one person.(and in this case,I think is you can be a world to many persons too.)

A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.

=)

I wish you would gimme a msg if you are thinking of me.
I dun need thinking of me as in a romantically thought.
I dun referred to only Jason.
Anyone will do.

Just received msg from Eve.
I miss you,baby.

Jason is gonna have a game at P.Academy with his friends.
I hope he enjoy it like how he really loves soccer.
Sometimes you have beeen in it for too long and you lost that very first feeling or reason why you fell in love with it.
Soccer has been part of you since you were very young,so I hope you wont lost that.
A person who lost his love to time(I am talking to any love) will too lost his direction and placing in life.
=)

Sunday..no matter if you are lazing at home like me,working,crying alone,or laughing out loud.
It is Sunday.
God's created seventh rest day.

Live it.