oochiewoochiebabyy.


Im declaring the dearest boy, Muhammad Ashyruddien bin Ali, the sweetest little thing to have entered my life and i hope he stays for good. I hope i dont have a change of heart or mind, like how i usually do. And for once, i hope the dearest boy can help me forget about that dumb fuck whom i have yet to fully get over. And yes, so what if he's the younger of us two; we're totally into each other and for now, thats all that matters. Hurhurr. Okay, i better shut up now. Meluat siaaa... (:

Well, its close to eleven, and im already rotting away, munching on my mac chicken, that the dearest boy bought for me earlier. Im done with my charts, my patients are sleeping, there is nothing much to do since most of the eating disorder girls are on home leave, and im starting to doze off. Wait, let me rephrase that; im fucking sleepy cause i only had four hours of sleep! Gonna hit the sack real soon. *yawns* The patients better behave tonight, man. Haahaa. Well, off i go now.

p/s. Thank you dearest for the time spent today! I know you'll be reading this. Mwahs! (: