The morning started very late. At noon. I purposely went to bed very late last night, because I really didn't want to wake up early at all . Yet, when I opened my eyes this morning, it was only 9am. I was seriously disappointed, cos I expected it to be later. I went back to sleep. And woke again at 10.10am. I still refused to get out of bed. Woke up again at 11am, argh, not enough. Finally, I gave up at 11.45am. Sigh, long gone are the glorious days when I can sleep into the afternoon.

I was quite disappointed to see my mother at home, cos I know that she'll never let me just bum around. She'll prob just make me do some more housework, whatever obscure corners that need cleaning up or more clothes to wash. Argh. I was so thankful when she finally left the house at about 2pm. Not without appointing me to do some house chores of course. Sigh.

It's probably got to do with me wasting the morning away in bed, but the day felt very short. Hey, my aim is to bum around, so why am I feeling guilty for wasting the morning?? Anyway, after I finished whatever I had to do, I took another nap. Slept all the way till dinner time. My family decided to go back to our old housing estate. It was pretty funny, cos my dad was in a good mood and was there flirting with the girl who was taking our orders. At the end of the meal, that stupid girl gave us $2 extra change. My dad was so flattered and said the girl prob liked him. Hah!! Amusing...

I had all the time in the world today, but what did I do today? Besides the necessaries like eating and house chores, I slept and...erm...slept. Haha...probably a very good indication of my favourite pasttime. I realise I am one of those people who cannot do without work. Actually a friend called to ask me out because the army guys are extremely excited by this public holiday that gave them a longer weekend: 2 days, as compared to the previous 1.5 days. They really sound very pathetic right? But I think we should try to sound more sympathetic. Anyway, though my friend did ask me out, I wasn't really enthusiastic about it. I'm too lazy to put on nicer clothes and my shoes. So probably if not for my work, I might have got ferns growing from my shoes and I wouldn't have cared. Eeww, disgusting thought.

Like Po Chin has told me yesterday, I'm a passive kind of person, cos I'm one of those friends who would never call. I mean, I always mean to, but I keep on putting it off till my friends will call and complain about me not calling. Heh. I feel quite bad about it, but I still don't call. But I think I'd better watch out and not let myself degenerate into some hermit who is so passive that I'd refuse to budge from my bed. Creepy...