I'm at work! Nothing much to do. I snap a few pictures of myself to release the boredom of working on Saturday.

Just having fun!!!

After that it's time for breakfast.

2 piece of bread and a cup of pepsi! Not tea or coffee!

Got to tell you about my boy-boy, Rayyan. He has been throwing down things from the living room window! The first time, I saw, was a tissue box. Already landed on the ground floor directly below my unit. I was on my way back home from work and I saw something that looks familiar. I went nearer and saw the Pooh tissue box. I knew that this must be from my house.

I reached home and asked Marsya. She told me that Rayyan was the one who threw it. I scolded him but I knew that he won't be able to understand as he's just coming to 2 years old!

The 2nd time, I was at home. I saw him took a motorcycle side mirror from the drawer. It belongs to hubby. I don't know why he still keep it. The motorcycle have been sold away years back. Suddenly, I heard a loud crack sound. Rayyan has thrown the mirror down again! My heart nearly drop and I quickly carry Rayyan away from the window. I'm afraid that the mirror might have hit someone or worst still, a small kid! I peeped down and saw nobody. Wah!!!! Lucky me!

And yesterday, this is what I saw,

A cracked bottle at the ground floor. Again?! I picked it up. There's half filled of water in it. Imagine if it has hit people's head? I brought it back home and showed my kids. Again, Marsya said that Rayyan was the culprit.

Maybe its my fault too. I should not put the coffee table near the window. Rayyan always climb on it wanted to look out from the window. But definitely, the window grilles will always lock for safety reasons. To avoid any mishap, I moved the table away to another area.

Hubby had a sudden fever yesterday night. He was alright when he came back from work. Nothing unusual. We watched 'Lady Boss' together. No more Tom & Jerry for the kids! I lied to Marsya that there's no Tom & Jerry on every Friday. Got to say that if not I will always never had a chance to watch any shows/movies on TV!

I woke up at around 1 plus in the morning. Hubby is shivering. I felt his body and it feels hot. He could not sleep well. But before I woke up, I had a dream.. a bad dream. I dreamt of someone whom I knew, very close. He commited suicide and came back to haunt me! In my dreams, he was playing with my master bedroom door. And stood at the doorway. It seems real! When I woke up, I don't dare to look at the door! Even when I talked to hubby, I cover my face with a pillow! As and when I take a quick look at him. Want to know whom I dreamt of? Its not hubby....eemmmm lets just it be my secret.