While holidays kinda give you a slight mental imbalance, i believe it has always do u so much justice. Duh, if u look at the plenty good times to spare. You can absolutely do anything under the sun, with no one to intrude. (without getting caught, obviously.) It is called freedom. And it all begins to make sense all of a sudden that I have absolutely no reason to excuse myself (jobless but always striving) this time from catching up on some proper reading.

Currently, i've taken up a novel (miss bookworm is back!) on one of the most clever life lessons to inspire - 29 reasons on why u shouldn't ever marry a rockstar. Fling, yes. But elope? it's just so wrong. I tot reading this is a cool way of comforting myself upon knowing that these kind of things are only handy for my little, sick sad imagination but not really in my reality. Unless destiny comes in. Which is totally a different story all together.

And don't laugh. I told fizah that I had to get some household chores done today and couldn't meet. I mean like, ME? Me, the supersize spoilt brat who's only couch potato-worthy. But hell, I'm not that bad okay. I'm really not stiff on these kind of things believe me only sometimes, when i admit that i'm totally hopeless. Well whatever then, you'll see if the kitchen is spick-and-span or not.

I'm holding back so much nowadays, u have no idea. I agree that it's totally the battle of the fittest. :(