just like a bird, i'm trapped


Restless I was, caged in the house.

• Bethany was suppose to come over to help me with the Moral Folio 09' essays, but other plans evoked and she had to be somewhere else. So, nothing was done.
• As the afternoon sun was glaring it's rays, I began to feel more restless and hoped for a much comfortable day.
  
• Since I was in desperate need for a little company, I'd called Roy and Arwin only to be notified they'd made plans of their own.
  
• I'd put my restlessness into good use and made... pancakes!
  
• Plus, the numbers below the pages of my current read is increasing - which obviously means it's not left abandoned just yet.
• I'd blasted the radio and sung along to familiar songs I know the lyrics to - singing at the top of my lungs, and in tune.
  

P.S - I pray tomorrow would be a day filled with events and hopefully some shopping would be done! ;p