Good day folks. Its now mid-week before college resumes next week,and I’m definitely gonna try to savour the last remaining few days although I’ve been busy juggling between fun & college workload. I have nothing to complain about at the moment,aside from the shortage of time to do everything; but its all good when you know you’re in the safest hands & happy. The utmost important thing about living is to live the moment and to just take it as if comes.

I guess there’s one thing which myself & the Keeper share in common, we both equally despise people who whine and complain all the time. People who can never zip their mouth shut and has comment almost over everything & anything at all. Personally I’ve had my fair share of experiences with never ending complains from how life sucks & all the tiny details. Thankfully I’m a woman with patience wtf but the boyfriend hates people who complain & whine too much,and tolerance for that; not so much wtf.We even talked about it last night while we were stuck in traffic with terms like mulut celupar.

It was mum’s birthday last night,which was a surprise birthday party. I’d like to take this opportunity to just say a few words about how wonderful of a person my mum is; and I’m probably one of the luckiest child to have her as a mother.

I’m nothing like my mother to begin with. In terms of physical looks,I’d leave that to you to judge; but I guess in some other ways I’m glad that I am just like her. The amount of mistakes I’ve made in the past growing up as a child, the amount of time spent to nurture this wild child into the person I am today, and most importantly this wonderful woman who’s nothing like other ordinary mother’s I stumble upon across the street who’s materialistic,superficial & selfish. I love you mum.

Happy Birthday again.

Crocs with love.

And as for the title of my post today, Drama mama. I’m really sick of dramas,and how my life is often sucked into someone else’s story line or how my life feel’s intruded at times. This applies to anyone,or some friends whom I’ve been just taking a chill pill away from. I’m sick of listening to complains, I’m sick of people who whine & complain all the time because I end up complaining to the Keeper about how much they complain,I’m sick of getting dragged into someone else’s mess. There’s a reason why he also avoids being around people like such,although our perfect cover line is always being busy.

This message applies to more than one,period.
Guess that I’m just feeling secretly annoyed.
If you catch my drift,quit talking about it & quit asking about it.

Hennessy Artistry Press Conference @ Quattro Club, Avenue K tomorrow night,keeping my fingers crossed about meeting Lenka. Its gonna be the last night of being twenty before turning twenty-one when the clock strikes midnight. I am guessing that I’ll be having my romantic dinner wtf with the Keeper (means I have to watch what I eat to not feel bloated!) before heading to meet the rest. Zero expectations on the outcome,because at least I know I’m gonna be in the arms of the Keeper right on the dot when I turn twenty-one.
Much love,cheerios.

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Related posts:

1. Oh Mama Materialistic!
2. My Controlled Chaos.
3. I Have Good Faith.

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