This is supposed to be my very last happening weekend. I will be on that damn deserted island filled with greens of men and nature in 8 days time while my friends will be booking out and meeting one another, organising happening activities and maybe if they remembers me, they might give me a call and ask me to share their joy.
I'm gona spend this weekend more effectively but I can't. I'm working throughout till the next week until the hearing of my dad's court case on the 5th October. Lets hope things would turn out fine because I've been praying every now and then and my dad really changed for the good. He hasn't been meeting his drinking kakis for the past 2 weeks and his mood is definitely much happier than those days he drink drafts to find pleasure. I can see that he feels pretty bored at home to watch TV but thats the only thing he could do other than working and reading the newspaper.
I haven't been motivated enough to kickstart off any of my webdesign-stucked projects. I'm totally screwed even Sunny the lazy ass despises me. The remaining 8 days seems to be an impossible time left for web design because I wanna use them on my friends instead.
Perhaps I should just give them up.