Eating roti banjir at the mamak. With the companion of a Milo Ais.
Lazed around the couch in the office. Trying to get some nap.
Rushed over to 1U to dropped off some documents for Baby's friend.
Went back to the office couch and once again, trying to get a nap.
Failed to book a movie. They are either too far, or too late.
Met up with the boys for a couple of pints.
Came home with a heartburn.
Dragged myself outta bed to get meds and MC at 5-ish in the morning.
Woke up with blood in the phlegm.
All these because of my fucking mouth.
Happy one year to me.