Crazy Times

You know I'm seriously stressed out at work when I have a minor panic attack 'cos I can't find my red pen, and after five minutes of frantic scrabbling at the piles of proofs on my desk I give up and grab a new red pen, only to find that I'd been sitting on the lost pen the whole time. Meh. Now how'd that get down there?

Not that I'm complaining. I'm still loving most moments. Even the panic attacks. At least they're comic relief. And there's an awful lot of those these days =P My team is TEH AWESOMENESS LAH. Hahaha. Even Bio wasn't this much fun, and I thought that was way cool.

Oh hahahaha. Shawn just looked over with a cute little-boy pout. Sarah and I burst out laughing. I asked him why he was pouting and he said, "Miserable." But it can't be that bad, he was bouncing.

Yay! We're done! Off for dinner now. Finally. And I have spare muffins. Freeeeeeeeeo! I love my life.















Apple walnut muffins. Made with lots of love, laughter and finger-licking. Yummy!