Right, let's see.

I remembered digging out 1 wriggly worm from inside my shoes. It was itching me so much that i couldn't take it, so i chanced up the courage to shake the irritation off. Something similar happened a second time: I had to throw a dead lizard away from my bag, which gave off some foul decomposition smell. I almost jump up and screamed, but i kept mum. That's for being in the luck. When was the last time i considered myself lucky? Too vague to be recalled.

Haven't been feeling... right. Hopefully school from Monday onwards wouldn't be a humongous turnoff. Like a click and a switch. School has been bustled with tension, with J2s studying till late in the 9.

I don't remember slumping into my bed till late noon time. Even so, it'd be filled with guilt b'cus you jolly well know there's much to be done.

Now squash is twice a week, hope it eliminates the droning heaps of college:)