Today, I broke the ms.i-don't-do-rice title and had one bowl of rice.
Last night, I had nightmares Julie cutting me off half way through my presentation.
Time is running out, yet, I'm not doing anything productive, really.
The weekend is over. It is officially Monday, 5.08am.
In three hours time, I have to get myself ready and out to the battlefield.
Part of me desperately want this week to end as soon as possible.
Yet, part of me don't.
baaahhh...
I need a rollercoaster ride.