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Sunday, February 17, 2008
The Pianist.
Friday,
We sneaked into the Staff toilet at the 1st level after lessons. Then the usual routine, invade the camera. So much adventures, we even resort to hiding in the handicapped cubicle, 3 of us. The lecturer must be thinking what we were up to. So, i made some moaning and groaning to heighten the mood.
Saturday,
He said, she said.
Wakey Wakey to a Saturday morning, after some exercise, take a shower while he prepare breakfast for me.
While munching, some tele-b and chitchat.
Close to noon, get dressed and prepare for some shopping out in town, bring me around the places of foreign place.
Back home for lunch, something light to bite on.
Some tele-b again, movies perhaps?
Movie theater we suggest.
Home sweet home, for a dinner that i request for. Over the table, talk about his cooking, taste and any improvements to it.
Okay, and this time i'll be doing the dishes, wish-wash-wish-wash.
Chill at the balcony, you have to make use of every space you own in the house right?
Back in bed, some exercise before 12am and bonne nuit.
That's all for the first Saturday, some kind of imagination we have yeah? It's all fictitious, but don't you love this Saturday? I never thought that Saturday would be so lovely.
He said, she said.
Sunday,
He said, she said.
It's Sunday, last day of the weekend and yet i'm still looking forward to it.
Wakeup to some exercise, breakfast in bed.
Tele-b and chitchat.
Out to beach, enjoy the sun surf and wind.
Lunch outside, some café.
Then to the grocery to buy the ingredients for tonight and also for the rest of the weekdays.
Home, dinner prepared while i be assistant chef, like wipe the beads of sweat and maybe do some household chores while i can.
Back in bed, some exercises before 12am because tomorrow is school day!
Sunday, is more of a stay home day, relax. But, i love this Sunday too. Simple and love it.
Fictitious too, but who cares, like Aqua sings, happy boys and happy girls.
It's truly madly and deeply, with some piano tunes.
He said, she said.
Now for the real thing, i'm going out. To meet kalai for some serious stuffs, and maybe after that i have my own entertainment? Hey You, i'm not your booty call, so don't bother ok.
Friday,
We sneaked into the Staff toilet at the 1st level after lessons. Then the usual routine, invade the camera. So much adventures, we even resort to hiding in the handicapped cubicle, 3 of us. The lecturer must be thinking what we were up to. So, i made some moaning and groaning to heighten the mood.
Saturday,
He said, she said.
Wakey Wakey to a Saturday morning, after some exercise, take a shower while he prepare breakfast for me.
While munching, some tele-b and chitchat.
Close to noon, get dressed and prepare for some shopping out in town, bring me around the places of foreign place.
Back home for lunch, something light to bite on.
Some tele-b again, movies perhaps?
Movie theater we suggest.
Home sweet home, for a dinner that i request for. Over the table, talk about his cooking, taste and any improvements to it.
Okay, and this time i'll be doing the dishes, wish-wash-wish-wash.
Chill at the balcony, you have to make use of every space you own in the house right?
Back in bed, some exercise before 12am and bonne nuit.
That's all for the first Saturday, some kind of imagination we have yeah? It's all fictitious, but don't you love this Saturday? I never thought that Saturday would be so lovely.
He said, she said.
Sunday,
He said, she said.
It's Sunday, last day of the weekend and yet i'm still looking forward to it.
Wakeup to some exercise, breakfast in bed.
Tele-b and chitchat.
Out to beach, enjoy the sun surf and wind.
Lunch outside, some café.
Then to the grocery to buy the ingredients for tonight and also for the rest of the weekdays.
Home, dinner prepared while i be assistant chef, like wipe the beads of sweat and maybe do some household chores while i can.
Back in bed, some exercises before 12am because tomorrow is school day!
Sunday, is more of a stay home day, relax. But, i love this Sunday too. Simple and love it.
Fictitious too, but who cares, like Aqua sings, happy boys and happy girls.
It's truly madly and deeply, with some piano tunes.
He said, she said.
Now for the real thing, i'm going out. To meet kalai for some serious stuffs, and maybe after that i have my own entertainment? Hey You, i'm not your booty call, so don't bother ok.
