They say that the silence of night time and its tranquility often makes us think. These days, I feel so calm, so at ease at night but when the sun pours itself into my life, from the very moment I open my eyes for the first time that day, all else goes wrong.

Dear Mother, please do not wake me up by yelling at me to get up. It irritates the hell out of me and it ruins my day because it is such a bad way to start my otherwise peaceful, happy day.

The past week has been great besides the usual dose of drama. I shall not blog about Transformers with Izad, Luqman&gf, Fatz, etc and how I got hell screwed after that. Or about Sid coming over like everytime. Nor would I blog about my adventure with Dha amidst piles of nice seamless panties that feels naked. Not even the fact that I successfully dragged them annoying people who call me a man to CP. OH THE IRONY.

Guys, I am a woman of CIRCUMSTANCES.

Dearest Tasha, I am sorry for not calling you the other day. I've been busy with the stupid things I'm made to do on the stupid IVLE. I hope you're doing okay, honey. I know you're strong and I know you're mature to handle anything because even if you're hurting so bad, you won't give up because you know it's all a test of your faith and your strength. I am sorry for being such a bitch.

Dearest Sid, I am SORRY for constantly not replying your text messages and not returning your calls. You know I'm such a bitch.

Dear world, I am sorry for being so annoying.
HEHEHE.

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On to furthering the Drama.
I will survive!