the hour after lunch

is the most difficult to get through. the blood flows to my stomach, and the eyelids are being dragged by extra strong gravity.

which explains why i'm taking a self proclaimed 10min break to keep myself awake.

yest, for the first time in my life, i ate the same thing for all 3 meals a day. after swmming w en, we went to eat fried beehoon near her home. then when i got home, i realised my mother was frying bee hoon for lunch! and she fried too much, so we had that for dinner too -.-

n yest, i found out that my father ate owl's meat when he was a boy. together w his brothers, he shot down owls using that elastic shooting thing. (kampong days!) n the owl, not dead yet, bit him. and its claws were strong enough to tear his skin. but my father being my father, killed the owl. He very proudly proclaimed that it's very easy to kill an owl. just twist its head.

anyway, my boss just wrote a book, and i got one free copy from her :D gsr used to only stand for group study room. which is where all project meetings in smu take place. but now it stands for something else too. gorgeous sexy and rich. shall read it soon, after i finish Reading Lolita in Tehran.

Back to work! shall call kindies now, since the state of my brain now isn't fit for the proposals and that i'm supposed to be writing.