Chew, digest & grow..
“My Day”? Then it ought to be my day every day… my day to make life a better experience for everybody and for me… Maybe Monday ought to mean “Our Day” too, then?
Our Day it is then, Kenny.
Mondays are like a plate of fruit rojak. Its often a sticky start to the week with a lot of varieties of fruit and stuff. With your wooden skewer in hand, you never know what piece you’ll skewer amidst the black stickiness.
Hmm… This so qualifies to go under the ‘From the Lizard’s tongue’ category on my blog… LOL
I shall elaborate more about rojak Mondays soon.
IMHO, life itself is like rojak.
Lizzy, I’ll be looking forward to your series of Rojak Mondays.
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