dancing in the rain

so i had a wonderful day.
i woke up to a breakfast fit for a king, and what more, in bed. consciously and literally getting off from the right side of the bed, i knew today was going to go well.

being one of utmost importance doesnt come easy, one must look good all the time. well, seemingly enough im a whiz at this. im gorgeous and everyone knows it. so, back to my terrific day. i step out of my palace of a room n swallowed in the scene before me: paul, george, ringo and john where playing my favourite acoustic set whilst slightly more clearly i could see ace doing light strokes in our indoor pool. beautiful beautiful.

BEEP

yeap, reality is trying to be more subtle. it beeps instead of playing the brass gong on my head. well maybe so as its not so nice a picture as i would want it to be. not now anyways.

so back to reality

i had my pure maths exams today.. so that was the last i saw of pure maths. i hope. soraya and maths isnt exactly strawberry and cheesecake. haih, so much for the wonderful day. after maths was a whole day of studying statistics at the tun hussein onn library in sunway college. and yes, i go to taylors college. not sunway




and no, i shall not tell you why i was in sunway .. neither shall ikmal should you be inclined to ask. but lets just say it dampens reality's harsh punishment on me

ahh. theres this orange colored shop nearby that sells really good cheese baked rice with roast chicken.



toodles. till reality checks in or out again.