I'm back from Macau to face a whole lot of workload, and now struggling nonchalantly to compete with the colour of the night. I'm staking a whole lot of pride in my almost completed tasks.
Obligations, routines, plus a pinch of panic, for Monday - that's technically, today.
We're back to the usuals, morning assemblies, teacher-on-duty(s) and everything else, of in which I find most exciting and mundane at the same time. I love life as much as I love the world :)
Fireworks, when it sparks, it's like telling us to appreciate that moment because in the next blink, the sparks fall and spreads its love to the people watching it. I like fireworks :) It makes me think how some of our friendship just sparks up as and when it likes.
But the best thing is, friendships last forever (Y)
