today's a very hot turned cold day. i burnt and freezed... still do.

today belongs to someone. he is turning 28. yes, a chicken.
hmmm... can't wish him anything like before. so i will wish him silently from this quiet corner. over my keyboard... happy birthday, BW.

i received a late call on an extremely early morning last sat or sun or mon (i cannot remember)... it almost resembled a call from familiar person. in a way, i got intimidated and dared not answered my phone. it was freaking 2am. a private number. unless i am a guy, berth will not call me at that hour. no one else will give heart attacks at that hour. who are you?

actually i was also glued on my computer watching IRIS so i wasn't about to hit that pause button too. it is not me but it was getting exciting with that chase and the guns going bang bang bang!

who called me? at 2am?
who? who? who?

I am itching to know who??????

tonight i shall be blessing myself with a glass of long awaited vodka.
my shoulders are at war with each other, the love affair that gone bad. from the right to the left... i ached so badly. so damn bloddy badly. need a hug, a drink and a hug and a drink and a kiss, a drink and a hug. in any order. more kisses are favourable.