OVERCAST WEEKENDS AND SOME EXTRA

White trainers, khaki cuffed shorts, my trusted white Lacoste pique shirt and my red windbreaker for a pop of sunshine.

Overcast weekends has now been elevated to a good thing and yes, with my dad in town for a few days, I have managed to stretch whatever allowance left I had in my pocket from my last.

Just like all teenagers, my parents still send me allowance for whatever weekly.

Hate me, I’m just as embarrassed as the girl behind me who accidentally locked herself in the loo a few minutes before work.

Despite the calculated efforts to retrain my brain, it's so hard to say no (talk about being a spoiled brat).

Play. Newton Faulkner’s “Gone in the morning” has been on repeat since Saturday. I just cant stop!



And yeah, quick trips to the bathroom are the only way to calm myself for even a moment.