simple things make the days go by so quickly.

who knew that doing nothing in particular would lead to saturday, and then sunday, and then monday and the start of revision?

i never got down to being touristy. i spent a lot of the time just hanging out with the best friend, eating good home-made food and grocery shopping - because we’re completely in love with veg+fruit stalls, pound shops and giant supermarkets. i spent some time in my balcony, potting things and replanting others, sowing seeds for summer crops. i finished reading the library books i got out on monday by thursday, and have to go back for more tomorrow. i’ve also learnt how to roast pumpkins.

i don’t thnk i’m going to make it to st.pauls cathedral tomorrow either. apparently we have a dim sum appointment in chinatown at 1pm, which will take up most of the day, and probably the evening too if you include the post-lunch pub trip.

there’s a brick lane documentary that clashes with csi: new york later this evening, but seeing as i’ve missed so many episodes of it already, i think the documentary will go well with vegetable curry for dinner.

the best friend reveals many things to me, some of which surprise me. most, however, are the usual things that come with not seeing each other for most part of the year, and are heart-warmingly normal and boring and everyday.

because, really, it’s the normal, boring, everyday things that i missed the most.