It’s tiresome to be a girl. Especially when it’s that time of the month. IT TIRES ME OUT. Yes, boys, even on a normal day when it requires no deep thinking, no heavy lifting whatsoever. I don’t know why it is exhausting. The discomfort, maybe? *shrugs*

A busy week for me this week, two weekdays taken up by Project Management training (which I think will be uber-useful when I work elsewhere), another day baking cakes and making chocolate-covered pretzels, my weekend will be taken up by the Pyjama Movie Night at The Empire (she has booked the tickets, and she will be coming with) on Saturday, and a picnic out with my colleagues at Seri Kenangan beach on an early Sunday morning. Siuk eh. I’ve never really had a busy week before. Hee.

OK. On to another topic, I just think I should share this thought with you guys: Why is it that when I read someone’s blog, I expect them to sound like the way they write, but I’m surprised when they don’t. Sometimes I end up pleasantly surprised, and just tonight, for the first time, I was disappointed. I was surprised to find out, and to add to that, I’m surprised that I had the thought, “This is how you sound like?!”, in my head. It’s rather disturbing, this.

I don’t normally judge people by their blogs. No, that’s a lie. I judge them, but I keep it to myself until I meet them face-to-face and match them with the initial judgment. I’m usually wrong when I judge them by their blogs. Which is great, because I hate thinking that people are like scum between toes. (Quoting The Little Rascals.)