Sunday

The real school holidays are finally here. People usually express envy at the seemingly unjustified school holidays that school teachers have. But they do not understand: we die during the school terms.

Anyhow, at least the year end holidays provide breathing space for personal growth (or opportunity for sloth, which I'm trying hard to prevent). Plenty of stuff I wish to do, amongst which I'm supposed to fulfill Art's dreams of me becoming a Stepford wife of having long luscious hair and baking cakes all day long. He's slightly disappointed that I signed up for a pottery lesson instead, chiding that I do not learn to make the 'right things'. hehehe.

Caught up with my JC mates (or what's left of them) at Caleb's house today. As you can see, I was besotted with his golden retriever named 'Sardie' (I think). Pretty. Her tail looks like a hanging tapestry. She pulled a face full of love while we were eating KFC for dinner in his room. Sucker that I was, I wanted to feed her a piece of my chicken and the excited girl promptly chewed my fingers along with the chicken. Ouch. But it's hard to be mad at her. We watched Dawn of the Dead, which is reasonably nice, tried watching Waxworks, and then proceeded to Serenity, which is the 2nd time for me. Eyes hurt.

Watch up for more dining indulgences within the next few days. I heard crabs' coming up next.