I had the craziest time of my life. I went for the interview in the morning which alhamdulillah, turned out well. Spent a couple of hours with the neighbour after that, whom I think has a serious problem with my behind. Seriously, stop it. You're freaking me out. hur hur hur. Go stare at your boyfriend's behind or something.

I conked out the minute I got home. On any other day, I'd only get up and shower after dzuhur and there I was, up and about at 7 in the a.m. It was quite a feat ho-kay. A feat which was manageable nevertheless.

The mother wanted to try out this newly-opened dining place at the botanic gardens called taman serasih or something like that and the father drove us. We went round in circles but never found the place. Hence, dinner at adam rd. Since we're all kaki merayap, we ended up in changi at 10-ish and were soon basking in contentment, swinging under the ummm star-less sky. I love how we take time to indulge in such simple moments no matter how grown up or old we all are. Give me swings and commercial airliners touching down at changi airport and I'll be a very happy girl.

I visit that place and swing my heart out with the family very often. It's about time I do it with someone else other than family. Unfortunately, everyone's so effing busy with their own lives, which is understandable. But please, don't give me the it's-too-far crap. I have an age-old desire, yet to be fulfilled and that's to go to changi airport and just laze the day with the company of a worthy friend and a highly entertaining book.

The only problem is, that friend has yet to make his/her debut in my life. I'm just... waiting.