Dewi and family are away for three days and it's hell for me. Nenek will scream her lungs out as early as 10am to wake me up and force me to do the house chores but luckily on Monday, Mom, Sis and Little Bro sleepover and I left home early in the morning to school for Art. I've shellac my big board but just the front part and now we have to carve it during the weekends and then the next week we STILL have to go back to school for the printing trial. Tell me about it, am I having a real 4weeks or rather a perfect one month of holiday? No, hell no.



Oh well, while humans and creatures are sleeping during the night time, I'm enjoying every minute of my life talking to my precious fuckheads till dawn. Yes, we talk alot and I'm loving it. I forget my miserable past and they cheer me up and makes me feel occupied. Nevertheless they're still my best drugs to feed on daily. And yesterday, went to meet NEH for a last minute outing. Went over Lavender first without H to collect E's IC and my passport. Afterwhich we dine in at Raffles Banquet together with H and A along. Oh, keep wander who is A la. After we filled our stomach, walk ever to Bugis Street bought Shamila's present and A's stickers. Mrted down Orchard and walk around Wisma and head for late dinner at Mac's Shaw House. Bidded goodbye at 930pm and home sweet home.



Cheers to myself that I think I'm moving on slowly. I mean I msg him lesser now though I realized that we only meet once a month and talk on the phone only after we meet each other on that particular day itself. Missing him is a yes but at the least, I got a whole lot of his pictures in my phone to have a good gazed at it. Dearest, I know you won't be able to read this but I'm missing you alot and whatever it is, I'll be there if you need someone to talk and share your says with. I hope you're doing well now with your work and take good care of yourself and don't keep injuring yourself. Give your right thumb a good rest aye. The day you showed me I was shock to see it, seriously.



And besides that, I want to say it out loud that I hate to receive an unknown msgs or calls from anyone. Be it, you're a Malay, Chinese, Eurasian or probably a mixture of Indian. Like seriously I rather you msg me and tell me the truth as in where you get my number or who passed it to you and not making up stories like, "Oh, I banged into this guy and then we talk while walking after saying sorry and before we bidded goodbye he pass your number to me, so yeah that's how I get your number." Oh come on, be smarter abit can? I got brains though I intend to be slow at times but please, I'm a big expert at lying and I know all different kinds of lies la. So before you want to lie to me, I'm afraid I must say that you're not good at lieing and I rather you don't lie in the first place. Okay? It'll be great if whoever the person is happened to drop by my blog and read this. Wow, happy la tersangat. :D



I think I stop here, I blog too much now. Goodbye. :D