(Un)typically Quintessential.

Today was headache day. In the morning it was cause of the damned heat and the next was because i walked in the rain to get home.

It could just get worst tomorrow.

Anyway, apart from the "productive" 5-and-a-half hour tuition today (yeah, sunday), i went to my neighbour's open house.

(wore this. mint.)

Very grand. They put those fire torches on the street lighting up the road from the guard house to their gate. Plus, they put up lights in their trees. In front, the house looks pretty normal but ******************** when you go in...

Wow.

They did it up really nicely.

Plus the food was really good. I was lining up behind the Souled Out owner. Dont know his name though i recognise his face. While lining up his wife stood in front of me and she had this big tattoo on her back.

I swear that green snake on her left shoulder blade was staring at me.

Anyway, so i sit down and i learnt some Valencia scandal. Yeah, talk about Wisteria Lane Desperate Housewife-ishness. Really. All these housewives (including my mother) start talking about a circular of a man selling his house below initial price cause apparently he used this spot as a place to hide stolen cars. Someone's GPS tracked it all the way here or something.

How intriguing.

Saw Alyna and Ashley too. I kind of made myself disappear from the place. I mean, tmr is school and i didnt want to stay so late. Not that anyone would care. I didnt fit in with the age demographic well. I was in between the youngsters and the adults.

So, i walked home alone. In a mint dress and my shoes echoing through the golf course. It was so dark. And it started drizzling on me. I can tell im going to be sick. Im prone to getting sick if im exposed to rain.

Better go now. My head is getting worse. Is it just me or am i getting quite a few head aches lately??

It's been pretty bad. I hope it doesnt strike me near to spm.

Spm. Ah.

S.