Sitting on the sofa in the living room. The fan was on. The television, showing "American Idol", was muted. I was alone, downstairs. Upstairs, everyone were fast asleep, probably already half way through their dreams. In my hand, was a red covered book. A novel. A thriller. It was about a man getting a heart transplant, and a year later, the donor came back for the heart.

It was quiet in the middle of the night. Way past midnight to be precise. It was already fifteen minutes past two in the morning. I was just waiting for this week's results for "American Idol". It was "Idol Gives Back". Many celebrities including Black Eyed Peas, Elton John, Carrie Underwood and a few more guests that were on the show but I'd paid no attention. The results show was dragged on for two and a half hours instead of the usual one hour. I just sat there reading the novel waiting for the results to be revealed by Ryan Seacrest.

Finally, the results show ended. Sad thing was Tim Urban had to go home. Sadder thing was they didn't even let him sing a song before he go home! Maybe they did, but it wasn't shown on television. To make it clear, no, I'm not a fan of Tim Urban. But to think from his point of view, if they really didn't let him sing a song before he goes, that's really kind of sad. He's going home anyway, just let him sing!

At last, I could close the book and head upstairs to my computer. Sitting alone in the living room reading a thriller really wasn't a good idea. Or maybe it's the author that should be praised for, making it not a good idea, reading his book middle of the night alone in the living room, for someone so chicken-hearted like me. Good job, well done.

The next morning was cozy enough for me to still snuggle under my blanket. I love my bed. I hate the alarm clock. I love my handphone, but it forced me to get up and read the message I just received. It was my buddy's birthday. We planned, actually she planned, to hang out and go bowling in the afternoon since I was not able to join dinner with her and my other friends later at night.

I went to her house, with an empty stomach, waiting for someone to fetch us to our destination. Once we reached, I was looking for FOOD. And this was what I had for brunch, Cone Pizza.

yummy~~~ (feeling hungry again @@)

I love food. I love cheese. I love pizza. And this brunch was delicious. The taste of tuna, the smell of garlic, the layer of cheese, the baked cone, and at the right time. I was starving. (haha!)

Afterthat we went bowling! For so many years, I've only played bowling once. Once that I couldn't even recall any memory of it. All I remembered was it happened when I was just a few years old. To think of that now, I think I could barely hold the bowling ball at that age.

yes i know....but what do you expect from a first-time player~??

Had a fun time bowling. It's good to see that a close friend smiling and laughing on their birthday. Even having to wake up when you're really reluctant to in the morning, it feels like it's all worth it when they are really having a HAPPY birthday.

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