✿Violets Murmur ✿✿♫

Last Saturday was the first weekend I've had in weeks that really felt like a genuine weekend... and not like the same boring weekday in which nothing happened. I was so ridiculously happy I could have danced a jig. Hehehe. This is clearly what happens when you've been a bum for over a month. So to celebrate my joining the common throng of people with their typical work week again, I dragged my nieces to 7-Eleven and treated them to cheap yummy sundaes. ^_^ Now, if only I have enough money to buy a new pair of ballet flats... I'd be as happy as a bee for... the next three months, at least. :) All my good shoes have been destroyed by boiling hot pavement and/or unexpected floods. :( Ice cream will always be synonymous with happiness for me.

I have been under some stress(somewhat) the past few weeks. I guess I just realized I absolutely HATE being micromanaged... especially by a dark hulk of a man with a booming voice and an extremely volatile temper. Luckily, the said scary hulk has not been directing his temper on me. Thank the heavens! Still, I'm thankful that "happiness"(a.k.a. scrumptious pastries and ice cream) is just a few meters' walk from the office.  ^_^ Yes, I'm still painfully--but happily--shallow like that.