On a Sunday afternoon...

i have nothing on my hands and mind.

yes. on such a boring sunny afternoon.
like a bowl of tasteless congee.

only because of aborted plans to east coast park.
watching slumdog on the lappie didnt help as well.
just only serves as a reminder that i'm trapped at home staring into a technological gadget that does not promise any gratification of the soul. (haha)

and.. the pain coming from my aching thighs is providing an unwelcomed diversion.
caused by the match with lyndon's team ytd afternoon.
we ran out 3-2 winners.
a fortuitous win i would say.
due to their never-say-die spirit. ironically huh.

i just took a quiz on facebook.
telling me that i look out for girls with personality.
and that she would be one with brains and beauty.
haha. i never take these results seriously.
'cos no matter how unwilling, the subconscious mind would help to generate politically justified answers huh. no?

but. how good if the result is true. ya? :)


listening to: Unsaid- the Fray