a motor boat would be nice.

I woke up this morning to Rihanna's Umbrella. At first, I thought Mum had gone bonkers and was listening to pop music-she's more of a K-pop fan than anything else-. Then after Rihanna stopped singing, the lion dance troupe began their performance. That seriously pissed me off.
For starters, this is a Sunday morning. No one wakes up that early on a Sunday. Well, perhaps for people who go to churches and all.
The gongs.
More gongs.
More drums.
I swore I heard the neighbours upstairs cursing out loud. I crawled out of my bed. I was early for my swimming lessons. Apparently, all this ruckus was to celebrate the completion of the upgrading works in my area. There is a new park downstairs with beer bottles strewn all over in the morning. There is this court downstairs where you get to play badminton or some other games. And of course the new car park. I think the upgrading works are commendable. But the thing is, all this is gonna make way for probably condominiums in about 5 years? Mum reckons so anyway so in 5 years time, we will be moving house. Aww. It's called en bloc anyway.

I had my swimming lessons today and boy was I tired. The coach asked, demanded rather, me to swim like 20 laps in total. Probably because I was absent for two weeks running. The first week was due to Grandpa's birthday and the second week was due to the SPLAT CIP thing. So today, he was having his fun torturing me. I tell you, by the time I completed the 8th lap, I was hoping for my body to sprout flippers or something. A motor engine would do just fine as well. I was struggling. In the end, at around the 13th lap, I cheated by walking plus drifting along the currents back to the ledge. He saw me doing that though. Who cares. Make me swim another 20 laps and I will do the same thing. But yeah, I am growing weaker due to the lack of exercise.

Had tuition in the afternoon. Louis and I were both stumped at the sums. 2 hours and we were like WTF-ing at the damn questions throughout. Can't blame us alright. We aren't that mathematically inclined okay?

Break's over. Time to work.