Today, baby left for the Philippines again. I was on my way to work when he arrived at the airport. I thought I would call him again before he boards so I had my quick breakfast and decided to call him before my client arrives. He told me he was in the loo and he heard world war 3 at the cubicle beside his. It started with a few push and ended with an atomic bomb. The said man then let out a sigh of relief. Immediately, I lost my appetite for the day (but I still had tom yam later on for lunch). Sometimes I think these are the things that brought us together and made us stayed together - disgusting things that is. I love my bf.
I started reading a novel yesterday. I stopped at chapter 1 because I don't get why I would bother reading that book. I will try my best to finish the next chapter today because I don't want this to be another case of unfinished business. I remember baby giving me John Grisham and I didn't bother reading past page 3. I feel like a scholar wtf. I wonder how did I managed to read through all the text books back in the days when I was still a student. It's hard to believeeeeee...that I didn't sneezeeeee... *HSM all the way baby!*
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