My right hand is ach

My right hand is aching and I mean it literally. I do not think I have written so much before not even during the period of PSLE

The History test went horribly. Oh woe. Its my fault anyway. Then there is that article we have to finish by tonight at midnight. Oh WOE!

I can’t really remember what happened in the past few days. Time flies and now I have a sudden urge to sew my home economic design.

Its funny how I can give such a different impression on people. Last week my home economics teacher told me I am a very good sewer, this week she says I am a bad/terrible sewer which I cannot deny I am. Although I am better at hand stitching.
Mayhap I will take a photograph of my bad one day and show it to the world.
Fantabulous.

I just finished reading a book, oh how wonderful it is to actually find time to finish a book, and I found a disclaimer at the end that says Unsuitable for Younger readers. Ha.
Very funny and I expect my biology book will also have a disclaimer Unsuitable for the faint-hearted or easily disgusted.

But the book was wonderful, whimsical and fanciful, happy ever after kinda story which is easy to indulge. Of course only from time to time, morbidity is a huge factor in good writing. I have no idea why.

Its not going to be a long post I have a short weekend stretching out and so much to do.

For once I can really say

So much to do, so little time.