Where never Lark, or even Eagle flew

And so ends another weekend.

Every weekday I look forward to the weekend. And then on the weekend I look forward to the weekdays. Its weird. I should learn to appreciate what one has now eh?

Just like how I used to miss "only-having-to-worry-about-studies" when I was bumming around, and yet now wish that I CAN bum around. I say its time to stop and enjoy the present! =)

But the grass is always greener on the other side. At least we've grass here now, I guess. Heh.
Perhaps I should just take an hour and lie down on the grass and do nothing. Perhaps, perhaps.