I make sense when I'm half asleep.

The father thinks I spend way too much time with Tomas. He thinks I'm wasting my time.
The mother thinks I should give the poor boy a rest. She knows I can't.

I sit with him every single day even when I'm tired and struggling to keep my eyes open while I'm talking to him.

Sometimes I rest my head on the table, and type aimlessly, with only one finger. ONE. And I stare at him continuously. Like the rain today...

Sigh. No wonder my facial lady says I have fine lines under my eyes. Signs of aging...the horror! She said I'm worse than those working ladies. Haha. She's so nice-lah, I tell you.

I probably am destined to marry him. He's the only thing that can tolerate my nonsense. Sigh...

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The brother is so ridiculous.

*sees pics of Nando*
"Oi!"
"What?"
"Don't put him as your desktop pic! You'll jinx my Liverpool"
"Why not?"
"Your Chelsea no luck then you'll pass it to my team!"

-after 30 minutes-
"NO!!!!!!"
"HAHAHAHA!"
"My team has been jinxed!"

I told you I don't love Liverpool right?

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All I can think of right now is how much the things I used to love meant to me, and how much time and people have changed those things to the point I feel nothing.

I feel nothing lately. The only thing I ever grew up to love has changed, and it hurts.

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Oh...England take on Australia in the Rugby World Cup on Saturday!

Go Wilko!

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Will post something longer when I feel like it. Or maybe when I have the time.

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I am so annoyed to the point I want to beat someone up.

But of course, what would life be without some people I know?
"Whenever you get angry, I want you to scream 'FERNANDO' really loud"

Haha. I must say, it actually worked because of the hilarity of it (there's always story behind this). I ended up screaming, they ended up laughing. Not at me, but with me.

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If you're getting nowhere, I hope that you get there.