i'm just a tad too paranoid now that Ramadhan is over. thursday nights aren't that safe again. and what not 3:33am? yes, i admit i am scared of my own imaginations. so yesterday, i had to rush all my work at the dining table and told myself not to turn and look at the window. eventually, i did and i could hear my own heartbeat screaming for freedom. exaggerating, of course. it was pitch dark and again, this is just drama. i sat beside my sister because someone did not pick up my phonecall for 3:33am. superstition la konon. i then decided to hit the sack in my room and skip TV at 4am because my eyelids were totally begging for some shut eyes.

and i had the funniest dream. i found out that my boyfriend had a wife. and guess who he married? hahaha, Cik Sal Boleh!!



i have ugly dead complexion. the doctor told me to eat green apples and have more sleep. these were last week's pictures i guess. idk.

i have a date tomorrow & we're gonna watch Beetlejuice despite knowing that F1 is going to interrupt the whole open-air cinema. wasted youth la Froysthe, if only you were my date for tomorrow! but anyway, i can't wait to hang out with you Portuguese Unknown kid (:

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