I lost control, yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, within ten golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. The words spilled suddenly and unexpectedly, came out before i could yank the leash. I wished i could take them back. Swallow them. But they were out. All nothing but the truth. It's just too bad, pickle. Who told you to step on my side of the block? There's a lotta things about me you don't know anything about, pickle. Things you wouldn't understand. Things you couldn't understand. So please get your facts darn right beforehand. I'm tired of smiling- artificially to begin with, whenever you are around. It's high time to get rid of the rotten apple in the small barrel. By then, my world would be going great. Call me evil. Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.

Alright, my negativity is getting to its brim already. Let's not dwell on that anymore. I think I've had more than one cup of sweet revenge for the week. I must start being me again. I miss my Bf so much more now. He has to work for a long stretch of days before he can finally have a good rest. Sigh, poor thing. I love you sweetheart. Yeah, it goes without saying (: Meanwhile, I'm mentally preparing for FTT this coming week. Once it is cleared, i can then just concentrate on my practical lessons. Hopefully, i could earn a license by February. I am indeed very pleased that I've skipped this far and still making the effort to realise my dreams. Of course,it comes with pure hard work. I don't get expenses from my parents anymore, i dig for every cent myself. If God willing, i would love to bring my whole family for holiday. Hmmm, soon maybe.