At the Crest.

Pa n ma have been so sweet.

Not the candy sweet sweet.

Just the pa n ma sweet.

Chub Hearts.

Chub has to remind herself there's no such thing as being noble.
Nonononono. That's many nos. Numerous nos.

chub has been warned.
she needs to slap herself. Very hard.
Warned by chub, warned by cal.
Why doesn't she just get it?

Make the same mistake bear her own consequences.

Do not make the same mistake.
Do not.
Get out chub.

What is it that they say?

Irreconciliable differences.

Yes.
That's it.

Takes 2 hands to clap.

Solution?
Remove one hand.

On the way to work on a Saturday.
It has always been a love hate relationship.

Chub loves the tranquility at work on Saturdays.
Provided she gets past the grouchiness for waking up early on a weekend.

Then again, Chub doesn't really sleep in on weekends.
She'll wake up at 7ish..tells herself she mustnt miss Doraemon.
But ends up snoozing and missing Doraemon.

Chub hasn't had a restful week.
Lots of scenarios. Lots of words.
That few people.

Is this a compulsory phase? Can skip?
If not must apply leave is it?

Can she?

Chub prods Cal to think.

Pride doesn't get u anywhere.
Sharp words don't bring u far as well.

Cal must reflect more and think more.

What will I see 10 yrs down the road?

There when I'm up.
There when I'm down.

There to share my trivia
There to share my breaking news.

There again when I'm happy.
There again when I'm sad.

Walks me to office every morning,
And from office to home every evening.

I love u. U know who U r.

So it's certain.

Announcement's made.
Explanation's given.
Sharing's done.

Looking ahead.

It's been a year. Time flies.

Chub's wondering what she had expected a year ago?
Did she anticipate this?

Chub's been asked if she's sure.
Yes, so sure she feels liberated.

Chub loves.
Love Chub.

Chub wonders: Am I doing this correctly?

Cal says: Nvm. Just swallow it.

Change is the only constant in life, isn't it?

The point however, is how one can really percieve it as a constant? Total oxymoron.

It's a fresh week. Chub needs to remind herself to keep her spirits up. To spread it to those around her. To tingle their senses. To tint their glasses.

Chub wonders when she'll be able to payback all 2 weeks of sleep debt.

The journey ahead's gonna be tumultous.
This, perhaps adds on to the debt.

Nvm. Bring it on.

Distract Chub pls.

Some mistakes are forever remembered, and therefore never repeated.
Chub must know.