so i am out of things to blog about till my trip to Singapore (uncle's wedding). till then, i shall write stories, which will bore you all out :P


she walked out of the room. confident, young, smart and pretty. that is what she is. she knows that everything is under control and what more, she knew she nailed it. being one of the most successful women in the company, her life seemed to be perfect but not yet. no life is perfect without love. no life is filled without love. life is empty without love. she walks back home, as gorgeous as ever. men can't keep their eyes away from her. a meowwwwwww greets her as she unlocks the door to her apartment. as she was preparing food for herself and her guest, her messaging machine went off. "hye Mynn. juzt wanna tell ya that ya did gweat jzst now. am pwoud ofh ya! oh and, we got dah deal! chelebwation duhmolow." beeeeeeeeep "well, guess i can sleep in tomorrow. what do you think?" while setting a milk filled plate near her guest. she smiled while watching her guest noisily lapping away at the milk.


riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing slams! "owh!" he yelled as he felt a sharp pain on his palm. "damn man! mahai that hurt!" as blood oozed out from a gash on his palm. realizing he was getting late, he ran to the bathroom, does his daily morning thing and slams the doors (again)! he ran down the stairs as the elevator was taking ages to arrive.


she was walking down the street, going to a starbucks round the corner. a guy ran by and knocked her in the shoulder, causing her magazines to fall to the ground. "sorry!" he uttered as he hurriedly helped her to pick up her magazines. then she looks at him, and him, she. Then emotions started creeping out from vast repositories of suppressed memories. it was her ex. that two timing cheap prick.

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