Days so far.

Lately my center of intellect have been playing callous riddles with me.

Expectation :

I go to class unnoticed and expect the day to be as monotonous as expected and hope i can sleep the day free from my palette of malaise.

Reality :

Hair doesnt dry in time, proceeding to me donning my damp tresses to class haphazardly,wearing a head choker in an attempt to lessen hobo-esque ensemble and attempt to feign grace which in turn backfired as no one can fake grace, resulting in me slipping (thank you baju kurung) whilst ascending the flight of stairs.

So far so good.