I admit it, I ditched my exercise routine for four days. :O That’s one of two consequences I hate whenever I go back home. Tsk! Yet, here I am now, forcing myself to walk though frazzled by my 4-hour sleep. I just lazed the whole day and capped it off (aside from praying and meditating) by watching “Monte Carlo” again. I think I’ve watched this movie for nth time already. Whenever the peevish me kicks in, I resort to viewing this film. Who wouldn’t love imagining one’s self standing in the Eiffel tower? Duh!