Picture perfect —- Not.
This day felt longer than any other day I’ve had. (not really. the day I was cramming for my thesis proposal and psych scale was waaaaaaay longer. 3 days straight without normal sleep—REM). I woke up late. My mom went to East Coast with her friends, my sister and a house mate were eating breakfast/lunch, my father was, hmmm, I’m not really sure. My day didn’t turn out to be as fun as I imagined it. It’s a long weekend and it’s Saturday. I was actually hoping that the family would go out, spend time together… but wait, it only took one man to ruin it. Great. So sister and I decided to go to the National Library to return some books, and to loan some as well. I was able to loan The Alchemist and Mrs. Freud. (Don’t ask me, I’m bored and I just want to read something to pass time)
After going to the NLB, we went to Bugis. Nothing spectacular. Hahaha. After that, we spent the whole evening at sister’s friend’s place. It was his birthday party, and as usual, I am the party crasher. It was a gathering with lots of Ogurs and Ogurettes. 
Actually, they were different, a whole lot different, from those I know. They were actually… nice.. and humanly.
It’s fun hanging out with my sister and her friends here. Although, you’ll know when you get to spend time with them that they are infused with the stress of the Chekwas they work for. I’m glad that sister found friends like them. =) reason? I’ll keep it to myself.
My friends are asking me how my sembreak is.. and I always tell them that it’s all good, I’m having fun.. yada yada.
That’s what I want to think. But, seriously? Hmm. I don’t know. This break is kind of like one of those moments I have been avoiding for a very long time now. Petty quarrels with my mom and sister, irritating father who lurks around when you’re up to something, and the ungodly arguments between my father and mother.
If you’re a hopeful kid who was looking forward to a very exciting and joyous vacation, and ends up spending your free days with people who are only up for the figures and moolah, most specially the moolah, you’ll be disappointed.
When I look back, I remember how excited I was to end the sem and to go here as soon as classes ended.. now I feel like, everything was just so.. overrated.
