This lecturer told me that I've become quieter this semester as compared to the last. Then I told him that sometimes it's good to quieten down a little.

But in fact, I don't think I'm quieter this semester. I'm just more mellow and cool about things.

Last semester, I was struggling like crazy, wondering why everything seems to be topsy-turvy. So I guess I kinda became quite a loud hailer to combat the bout of misfortunes. Anyhow, those days are over. And I'm happy again.

And I'm also very excited about Harry Potter this evening. One of the first people to catch the boy wizard in action.

When I told my mother that I was gonna catch a movie tonight, she was incredulous and asked, "Why normal day you also go watch movie one?"

I managed to skip answering the question since she suddenly got distracted by something else.

So the main point is, there's nothing wrong with having fun during a school day. I'm not a child anymore. And the first thing my mother said to me when I opened my eyes was, "You've been spending too much money. I just updated the bank book and discovered that you and your brother have been spending so much money. All my hard-earned money. You all know how hard it is to earn money? And there you are, spending like there's no tomorrow. I try so hard to save money and all you know is to spend. You better watch your expenditure."

And being me, I replied, "Orh, okay."

You know how the mothers on TV always say, "I say one sentence, you reply ten sentences! Very daring ar, you? Grow up already, right?"

But for me, my mother says ten sentences and I'll say one. Actually, "Orh, okay." is not even a sentence. This money issue is overrated.

I still have plenty of things that I wanna get, but haven't. Yesterday, the trip down to Far East Plaza was futile. Planned on getting a cap, and got nothing instead. So an hour of boredom and zombie-walking around passed and I headed home. I felt so bad for myself. Plus, it didn't help that I was feeling really sleepy.

So I learnt that I should not plan to buy things. Things will come my way when the time is right. I should let time come to me, instead of looking for the 'right time'.

When I reached home, I stuffed my face with 2 packs of chips. Then, I washed my face and went to sleep. Meaning: I didn't shower after reaching home as I usually would. I just changed into home clothes. And slept at 6.30 p.m.

That was the greatest sleep of all time. I woke up feeling like a million bucks, though I was running slightly late for school. I feel good after the slumber. But I wish it had lasted 24 more hours or something. Then it'll truly be the Greatest Sleep of allt ime.

I'm having a good life.