Sunday

The late night milkshake+espresso drink kept me up till the wee hours of the morning (I swear, even if the latte tastes that sweet and milky, i will NOT repeat the experience --- well, perhaps in an earlier time, not say, 11pm). My cousin provided good company depsite weird calls from the pasts (his problem) and bizaare text messages (mine). Ahh, Saturday night into the early light....

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Lunch at Breakthrough. The fact that i woke up before 11am is a call for celebration. The family and i (plus cuzin Thirdy) head to lunch by the sea. Ahh, the smell of food in the morning! Haven't had that in a while... it was all good fun though.

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Tennis at 5 made me realize that you have GOT to have a "power song" to keep you focused. Slammed the ball to the tune of The Killers in my head. Ahh, nice. My forehadn was nice (said the coach) but i gotta work on my backhand. *sigh* oh well. Can't win them all. After all, it's the first day of rally. :-P

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Post dinner coffee with the bro and cuz at the usual --- Starmart Molo! The only place where late night coffee is not frowned at and you don't rush the caffeine intake. Thank God for small miracles! We chat about zombie plots, weird phone calls and text messages and music (In my head the Killers still reign supreme). A good thing to top off the night.

Now if i can only get started on that other essay, i'll be off to a good start of the coming week! Hmmm......