I have an awesome ability to write long essay

sometimes I wonder why people read my blog ... hmm

Is it out of concern or because it's entertaining to read bout the epic story of my life? Haha! Regardless, thank you for reading all my posts (if you're one of those that read my every post here).

Anyways, as usual I have lots to talk about but I'm supa tired. It's like 9pm and I'm already super super extremely epic-ly sleepy. I have to fast till tomorrow morning cause I'm going for medical check-up. Gotta remind myself not to eat breakfast before going to work tomorrow.

I've been sleeping like 7 or 8 hours recently, but I still wake up feeling super tired. I have no idea how that happens. Maybe cause I dream too much?? There are times when I forgot to put on my mouth guard (cause I grind my teeth when I sleep) I woke up with a sore jaw. I don't even know what I'm stressing about, seriously. Cause apparently people grind teeth in their sleep (unconsciously) due to stress.

Oh well, whatever it is. Tomorrow is my last working day OF THE WEEK. Friday = Shopping Day!!! Time to spend some time with myself :D

Oh, did I mention I finally block the cow brand from my Whatsapp cause I really can't stand him texting me every single fucking day, disturbing my sleep (waking me up EVERY SINGLE TIME), and disturbing me when I'm at work, and fucking expect me to reply him. Like HELLO?! I'm NOT your girlfriend. I'm not obligated to reply to your text message or arse.

I mean I understand if you need a friend to be there or to talk to, but don't you have other friends? I'm sure I'm not your only friend. So go find somebody else to talk to, I'm not trying to be mean, but you are disturbing my life. I like being alone, I like to eat alone and not being disturb and having to carry out a conversation with anyone just because someone is sitting opposite me.

Don't try to act like you're Mr. V lah, telling me all your story about flirting with girls. I'm not interested, and my only thoughts on what you've told me. You're an arse. No wait, you sound like you're a pimp or a player (the word "player" is too posh to be used to describe you, in short, you're an asshole). You're bored of me talking about my ex, and I'm fuckin bored of you talking about how highly you thought of yourself. So it's a draw.

I did all I can to be a good friend, but you've crossed the line. You're disturbing my life, and I don't "give face" to people that intrude my personal space. At least not to people like you. So walk away while you can, before I unleash hell.