Blame the stupid hormones,
I am kind of emotional and depressed lately
but nobody seems to notice.
Blah.
Whatever.
I had this horrible and utterly disgusting nightmare a few days ago
about some sort of cannibals or zombies.
Until now the bloody scene is still in my head
like it just happened in real life yesterday.
And I can't stop thinking of it every night before I sleep.
Ishhh.
P.S./
You will no longer proudly proclaim yourself as a shopaholic
after you read Confessions Of A Shopaholic.
Her passion for shopping and the amount of her credit card bills might scare you,
even if you read all the numbers as in pounds,
let alone ringgit Malaysia.
LOL.
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