Supposed:
Wake up late. Cry over math. Get Surds tuition from a kind soul. Go over to Jaslyn's for CNY. Angpao. Sleep.

Reality:
Plans got postponed to this Saturday, and my annoying excuse of a lovely mama woke me up at 9am for pancakes and I couldn't decide whether to cry or not so I settled for an filled stomach. Packed my papers then solo fried an entire wok of Bee Hoon, inclusive of prawns, scallops, eggs and two burnt fingers for lunch. Got started on The Hunger Games and I'm almost done /cue 3 cheers/ and workout with The Bro for an hour and wow this day is passing. And its gonna be Lit the entire night again.

You can call today the epitome of a stereotypical perfect day.