Work was work. I sanded down a stool to be sold to a client, that took be the whole time from the time I reach work until it was time to go for Friday prayers. Then, I took a bus to the mosque. Somehow, I took the wrong bus and I ended up here. At Serangoon.

But then, I did find my way to the mosque in the end. After prayers, work again. It was only at 7.30 that I went home. I would take the MRT home. This time it was different, I took the train in the middle platform(it is usually closed). Thought it was nothing much, but something new changed the experience of getting home. I liked it.

Got home at 8.30pm. I am here blogging at 9pm. Though I do not like to take work home, but I guess I will be doing some stuff to submit to Gabriel later at night.
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Aidie blogged @ 5:55 AM