It's Friday Day!

We used to celebrate "Happy Friday Day" in the Travel Centre, back when I was in the 5-day week work environment. It was cute, we'd leave post-its all over the place saying "Happy Friday Day!" and some cute stickers.

I used to love Fridays, maybe it was The Cure's Friday I'm In Love or maybe it was just knowing the next two days was going to be good. We had this line we'd use on Thursday. "When Thursday is here, the weekend is near!"

Those days are gone. I've moved on. We've moved on. I still think fondly of Fridays. There's always TGI Fridays.

On that Thursday night, I borrowed Qert's lappy home to do some work. While on the way home, I get to sit at the back seat and entertain the wannabe-dorg-next-life. I don't wannabe-dorg-next-life when I can be dorg in the back seat. I love car rides. I love looking out windows.

On Friday morning, I joined Qert and Mr. Wong for breakfast. I didn't know that area existed, and college hostel was less than 5 mins walk. Yet I didn't know it ever existed. Breakfast was so good that Qert said, "Isn't this worth blogging?!" My words won't do it justice, so I won't try. But breakfast was really good and satisfying. For some deprived person like me, I'm contented.

Friday was a truly good day. We had some fun with the team and some wayang and some fun. They get a better idea, instead of just me all the time. They had the focus and attention of other people.

I left early on Friday. So early that cab fare cost me more than MYR 8. That's what happens when you leave during rush hour! Cab fares get expensive! I didn't have dinner, only a chocolate milk shake while Chairwoman enjoys her Value Meal.

I was home and asleep by 9pm. My mom thinks it's depression. When I was in college, I used to be that, I ate little, slept a lot and spoke even less (couldn't believe I could hold my tongue for 1 second, did you?!)

I got up on my day off, Saturday, at 9.30 ish. Surprising. No one woke me up. I just did.

Lazed around, watched the Qualifying Rounds after I managed to cheat my dad off the remote control and the living room. Had brunch with parents and continued with Men In Black II. The thought of watching Constantine was playing in my head all morning. To watch or not to watch?

Almost as if my choices are made "No one can see beyond their choices" kinda thing, the AXN had Action Cuts from Constatine. Then I knew I had to watch it. I have to get off my lazy ass and do something!

I don't normally watch TV unless it's Wednesday 9pm. Other than that, I don't care much for the idiot box. But I'm glad I watched TV yesterday. Or else I wouldn't have found out that CSI : Miami is back on Mondays at 9pm. I cannot wait to see Horatio again. I wait in baited breath to see the man I wish (so much!) would be in my life.

All the Keanus and all the Brads, as gorgeous as they are, I'd only want to keep one, Horatio. Horatio as he is, in CSI : Miami. Nothing gorgeous, nothing beautiful, just so perfect Horatio is. I'm fantasizing. I need to stop this. LOL.

I left the house in a hurry, as if I had an appointment with Constantine himself. Called Chairwoman on the way. Hopped a cab and flew to the cinema. Bought tickets for all three of us (small ensemble for last minute arrangements!) It's been ages since I've been to the cinema and I didn't know they cost RM 11 per ticket! One Shine, 6 tickets, 2 different movies.

Shall We Dance was inspirational. I feel like putting my dancing shoes back on. It's been so long, I've forgotten why I've given up dancing. I loved to dance so much. I made my mommy so proud of me. The end brought tears to us, both me and Chairwoman was almost about to stab ourselves with a spoon.

We walked out of one cinema, and into the next. The stubs to the tickets, never removed. Constantine is good. It is so cool I'm going to watch it again.

Last minute spur of the moment over dinner, Chairwoman said, "The night is still young" and I absolutely understood what she meant. We stayed back, had some drinks and danced the night away in some dodgy place.

As dodgy as the place is, I am glad I am accompanied by my iPod, which at least is my choice of music. I just turned off, when I hear that kinda music. Chairwoman was on her feet on and off, me, on my arse, listening to music that makes me frown.

I want to be big and let go
Of this grudge that's grown old
All this time I've not known
How to rest this bygone
I wanna be soft and resolved
Clean of slate and released
I wanna forgive for the both of us

This first race of the season, was so sad and disappointing for me that I had to work. I could only wish that 2 weeks later, it will be a better race for me. Thankfully Kimi finished the race, nothing broken (except the engine stalled in the warm-up lap, was it?) No spoiler flying off, nothing blew up, he's fine and I'm happy.

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I wish you a good time at the world's hottest race. I will wish I was there too. There's nothing more exciting than hearing the sound of these amazing cars. (except maybe the MIGS, but you'd soon change your mind)