You don’t know, do you?
That in a crowded place, my eyes search for you.
Never Forever
Can't deny that I want you, but I'll lie if I have to.
#809
I don’t cook. My mum hardly cooks. I grew up in a house where cooking meant either microwaving or blanching. But now that I have started packing my own simple lunch to work, I have come to realise how incredibly convenient it is and gratifying it is to eat something I planned and made myself. I do wish I had some extraordinary ability to chop faster though.
#808
Daydreams are the worst. They make you wish for things you’ll never have.
#807
It started from a random text message and before I knew it I was trekking 10 bloody km through Macritchie Reservoir yesterday with Regi and Laurie. A very ambitious move considering how 15 hours before that, I was riding up Mount Faber with crazy guys with NOS in their thighs. Macritchie was tiring and yet so calming, so much better compared to running along smoky and noisy roads. We are apparently going again next Sunday, when I will be better prepared with proper shorts and more drinking water! Wish me luck!
