At 10.30pm sharp I feel so emo-nic so I risked my life by turning on the sad songs, and as expected, I cried. EMO babi la.

Dahla don't emo anymore. My friend don't like.

Tomorrow I'm going down to the office. I have mixed feelings about it, frankly speaking. Especially when it involves working together with, let's just name him Boy X. So I don't really favour Boy X these days. Not really an account of favouritism here, but just something that recently happened caused a drastic change of my impression towards him. And it's negative.

Right now, I'm feeling light. It's like a huge burden lifted off my shoulders now.


One McHot-Rider please PERMANENTLY OUT OF STOCK.