After so many days...

Hello everyone.

Apologies for the late entrees that many has been expecting to read. I've been caught up at work lately and ballet and practically school. Trying to catch up with many missed lessons and lectures. Unintentionally shouted at my lecturer, because I was figuring out how to go about that reservation exercise we had to do on the computer. She was asking me somethings not pertaining to what I was doing and the help I needed to figure it out.
Poor Miss Wong, shuts herself up and refrain from talking to an angry Nura. Bad I know,
Eventually I apologised before I left school to go home. And I would like to escalate my gratitude to the lovely girls I have ever known, Qusha, Cika and Nanthini. For helping me out. Despite my stubborn nature turning your help down just simply trying to work it out on my own but to no avail.

Then, the following days, went to work as usual and yes, the usual work routine on fridays and saturdays except Sunday. 'Bloody' Sunday.
It was a match night,Manchester United versus Chelsea. Sad enough Manchester united lost, glad enough Chelsea won. Crowded. Noisy. Dirty. Messy. Gosh.
Serious. I was literally running around doing things and entertaining customers, hoping they'd be comfortable with their sitting plans and the food serve. Unaware of the time. We closed the bar at about 0200hrs. Yes, that is what tourism students are being thought. Putting customers first before yourself. Going the extra mile in the service industry. Which in other explanatory terms, you must take the bullet for the customer if you're causght up in that kind of situation. Hopefully something less painful.

I went to Clarke Quay with a bunch of friends on saturday to catch the countdown for Sinagpore Independence Day on August 9th, and it was really really hard to listen to a friend talk, because I could hear myself shouting while explaining things. Terrible.
Today, (Monday, August 10th.) I'll be doing the house chores and also hang out with mummy and mama by the beach, have breakfast or probably brunch. I am going to sleep the whole friggin' day and ignore any human beings who tries to contact me and ask me out. Please allow me to have my beauty sleep. I'll speak to you when I rise from bed. As long as Im still under the covers, I'll still be ignoring you. so please.

I have since then, named my new bedroom slipper with a big bunny head pink colour, Stacy. I dont know why, I fell in love with it so much, I actually went to bed with it. Yes. Stacy. Don't laugh.Its just a matter of time for anyone of you to accept it just like you have been accepting the fact that my little pillow which I sleep with every night and cannot go to sleep without it,namely; Cuppy. Like it or not, to be with me, please accept it. Qush, I know you almost dozed off with it. Its still mine.

Okay, I have washed up with Johnsons Baby Bath Cream,slapped and smothered myself with Johnsons Night Time Baby Lotion and the Johnsons Baby powder which apparently releases this calmness effect, that is said to help babies sleep have a good night sleep.(I did it about 3hours ago and Im still wide awake.) In fact, its a routine for me. I made it into "Its A Must" kind of thing. That explains huh? No seriously, we, women must have this habit to simply look after the utmost beautiful skin The Almighty have given us. Trust me, You will love the way your skin feels and you will feel super-confident when you bare them. I'm in love with Mr J's products.
Try walking around naked after you've done the above. Awesome. Believe me. And also, always wear socks after moisturising your feet when you go to sleep. And smell yourself when you're comfortably under the covers.

Some men loves the way a beautiful feet looks.I'm not kidding!

Serious.

Have a glass of hot japanese green tea, not sakae. Green Tea. Before you go to sleep. It washes your "insides" and detox you. Drink lots of water with lemon for detoxification.Its good. Trust me. Avoid those carbonated soft drinks which can cause you many many ailments in the future.
And yes, I am trying to get the hang of eating right. Being aneroxic is NOT COOL.I am hurting myself at work all the time when I graze my ribcage against the cutleries cupboard. Please eat well ladies. Lots of vegetables and fruits and water.
What The fuck am I doing?...I'm lecturing... Im putting my daily things into some theoretical ways.
I'd stop it.

And yes, I am very happy with the greatness in life I have been receiving. Alhamdulilah. I've given Mum what she needs, bought some momentos for my sisters and given Dad too.
I'm glad I made some wise decisions in life. I am proud of the little achievements I've fulfilled.
We'll speak when I have the ample time to sit and upload my ponderings. Ya?
Ouh, Te Extraño LCP Conley.

Buenas Noches. Good Night.
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