So, i've been bathroom-singing alot. I sang as i rejoiced that another week is going to be over. Besides singing, i've been actively penning down everyday's excitement before it dies off by the time Jd is back. The wait is turning me into a needy kitty. The weather is not helping. The drastic climate change is out to shoot us down, i had reached the highest point of my life of 38.08 deg. Then, Gordon told me 38 is nothing. He hit 40 and was diving himself in ice cold water with fans on. God, i will never want to experience that.
There's a 8am shoot tomorrow. But most importantly, he is coming home! :)