This is what extreme boredom can cause – indecisiveness.

I woke up and couldn’t decide what to do, especially when Minibean is abducted by my parents to meet some of their peers, for what I call the routine “Showing-off-Minibean” circus.

I was jokingly telling someone that by the time she knows how to write, I am sure she will have her own autograph-sessions.

Feeling a little lost, a little of everything(especially after last evening of activities), I am not sure how to occupy the rest of the day.

Swim? Jog(that means a trip to Queensway is a MUST)? Blade(I searched high and low for the blades until I think Effy was already in East Coast when I finally found them)? Blog(I am doing it now, but I don’t have the scandalous pictures from last night to illustrate the fabulous night)? Grocery shopping and then cook tonight?

Actually you know what changed my plans?

The fact that I was having lunch alone and started to think if I am going to be food-poisoned again.

Then did I realise, the curry I was having tasted… simply strange. I swear it tasted off. And I took quite a while to realise, cos I just kept trying to curry, to make sense of the taste until I finally convinced myself the food had gone bad.

So I am a bit apprehensive of heading any where, except for a swim, or running an errand, I guess.

Though I have an incredible urge to buy an airticket and fly somewhere.

I really want to go US. I don’t know why. London is cool too.

I. Need. A. Holiday.

I even joked to my colleagues that I will be so bored during my break that I would go find them for lunch or go back to pack my table.. or just you know, hang out.

So I still can’t decide what to do and am absolute restless.

Oh well, the thought of doing everything at the same time seems quite appealing too.