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Not so ordinary

There's really something about today that makes it a very good day although I'm only typing this at 10:18 am. I am a happy girl. I slept earlier yesterday (note that my early can be 12 am), and I woke up this morning feeling fresh and for once in a week or so, I feel like I've had sufficient sleep. I woke up to a nice motivational message and suddenly I feel I can do anything. Took a nice shower, picked on a simple tunic top with my flowery scarf and slipped into my comfortable denim pumps. I managed to board onto a bus that was almost empty. When I alighted the bus, there were 2 of the same buses behind me, all crowded. Am a lucky girl. Sauntered to school macs to get a cheap $4.30 breakfast meal and am here seated in my favourite part of the school library, and without having to see this regular couple hogging the power plug. Savoured my hashbrowns, went to the washroom and I stared at myself in the mirror and I see a very contented girl. I'm thankful :D

So far it's been good. So I hope I can complete my never-ending agendas for the day.
Have a good day everyone!
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