Flight of the Bumblebee,

If I hit rewind, here's how the tape rolls:
Leaves house hoping to be spared a single drop of perspiration. Ensures I'm smelling nice. Wakes up still lethargic, annoyed with unruly hair. Hits the sack with thoughts wreaking havoc, water intake hitting only 70% of target requirement(Talk about the humdrum of life when I'm actually goal setting for something like this). 2Hour insomnia. A 5minute urge to watch the L Word. Oxidized apples. A tiff. A phonecall. A disagreement. A shower that failed to satiate. More carrots and potatoes. $16.10 off my card since West still hasn't hooked up with East. A small pep-talk in hopes of further beefing up as well as to mock and taunt my insecurities. A Hot&Spicy $3.00 bag. Carrots and potatoes. Your soft hair. A warm nap. A want and a wall in between. A cool(mild, or so it reads)shower. Cat. Cat. 9 stops. Helped a fellow citizen(Moron is his middle name) in need. Audiohouse,$1289/$1298? A lesson on independence. 9stops. 10% discounts off lunch. 27. 161. Sleep-inducing Geography lecture in a theatre reeking of perspiration(yeah I fell asleep till my face was threatened to be boxed). Ran my lungs out, till a stitch made itself comfortable in my right. Small walks/talks with the Best Best. An 80% pathetic Teacher's Day celebration(Happy Teacher's Day, but this IS the 5th student council for you). Fatty Pork pointed out early at 07:47am. $4.80 Cabfare. Another weary train journey. Woke up grouchy cos' I was kicked in the ass.

Didn't expect the usual Mundane Monday would wind up with me having so much to type. Of course, what I didn't include was the Highlight of the Day:
Champion at his best.

I can predict my days, yet they are capricious with a mind of their own. They work hand in hand with my erratic moods cos there's seldom anything I see eye to eye with. Heart to heart talks are slowly becoming my cup of tea, Not. Anymore, at least.

Fall in our garden economy.