It's 4am & I just got back from work.
Switched on the computer only to do my daily financial update for events, but ibanking's site's up for maintenance. So apparently i can't fulfill this daily routine of mine - submit updates before I crash to bed. So here I am, blogging.
Lol, there's this regular at bar bar who is always seen doing pretty obscene stuffs considering he has a wife and 2 kids. Of course he does it behind her back, which devil would show his horns?
And today for some reason, he came down to have dinner with his family, and his attitude is a major change, so decent ah suddenly, so polite also. Wow ~.~
Suddenly he had to double confirm whether the plain basmati rice was plain basmati rice (fucking obvious please steam fucking rice who dont know?)
Plus he has been eating it for as long as he has been staying there. Zzzz God.
Had a conver with a friend, she said while her ex husband was travelling overseas for Army, while packing his bag, she prepared some condoms for him too. She said she was being practical and that she'd rather her ex husband fucked safely, then him bringing back all sorts of diseases to her.
I think my stress's & anxiety's subconscious. I think I'm okay but my body thinks otherwise.
This can be confirmed with the level of acidity and amount of pimples breaking out.
Something's wrong, & I'm gonna talk it out.
So tired, gonna crash. Nights! (Errr, good morning?)