Plenty sits still; hunger is a wanderer. -zulu proverb.
Juggling three names, and three realities, in a way.
Another friend had to pick up and return stuff to me today. Sigh. When will i stop leaving things everywhere? Thank you matthew!
Mum's okay with curled hair! Yessss. Criminal minds in 15 minutes!
Fuck lah, you DON'T take advantage of MY dad.
MY DAD IS DRINK DRIVING. -_-
Dad's smoking in an air con place. Yeap. He's very very drunk.
Allllll drunk. All uncles ask if can drive (My dad can't drink for nuts remember?), and all nag me cause i can't drive.
Put me in the monkey's suit already. I feel like putting on fake feathers.
Thank yous uttered without meaning anything.