I was a little depressed over the weekend as I was finally going to resume my RT again after a month of deferment. My foot had recovered at last. But I couldn't withstand Sunday's strenuous training. I had to fall out and concussed on the bed the moment I reached home. That's what I get for being out of shape. One more month to go; I want to get this over and done with.
I spent the weekend at Ang Mo Kio as usual. I have been eating at the little restaurant called the "E-Inn". It's a very small place and located in a very deserted corner, surrounded by coffee-shops and hawker centres. I have no idea how they can make ends meet. What I do know is that I like baked rice and they serve it. It's a nice change cos' I was getting very sick of eating at Ang Mo Kio.
My maid had recently left and returned to the Phillippines. She had stolen money from us again despite being caught once before several months ago. My mom should've called the police but she didn't and chose to have her sent back tactfully. I am quite surprised that she would steal despite being with us for four years. I am gonna miss her, though. Just a little sorry that I didn't see her off.
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