Sometimes, I care. He cares. She cares. They care.
Sometimes, I care. He doesn’t care. She doesn’t care. They don’t care at all. Who cares? But I’ll always care about those important to me and my life, but sometimes, they don’t even realize that.
That’s a different story. I’m sensitive but I heal myself. Always do.
Let’s cut the crap.
I have to get myself a lotion and rub it all over my body after my shower. I was slightly taken aback when she commented on my arm, urmm the skin texture. Dryness. Ok. Hardly cares about the lotion thing.. I’m not into that really but ok, orders given. Being me, I gave 1001 excuses. I always have the last word but ran out of excuses today. Maybe before I go to bed, gotta rub some lotion (Efan’s) and send her a text message.
Let’s talk about my day @ the office. Nothing interesting. I hate moving up. Gonna miss my friends. But, it’s only 1 floor above. =(
I’m having a minor headache. Was it because of the coffee? Coffee triggers migraine attack and I don’t really need one for the time being. Go away bloody headache.
Afiq is currently seeking our assistance in completing his homework. Problem: It’s in Mandarin. Damn. Apa kebender lah dia tulis ni.. Hehe.



