first of all, the title has nothing to do with my entry. it's just the title of my newly-found book. Master looking at me now. its pretty nice to read actually. its a memoir of someone who exists.

anyway. there's so much to hide yet so much to tell.

1. my mum.
2. my mum.
3. yea, you got it, it's my mum again.

received a msg from someone very unexpected. not from an admirer (PUKES!), not from anyone close, but my _ _ _ _ _ _ _ whom only my family and dre knows.

then what's the point of telling? i dont know seriously. feeling kind of frazzled. dre's leaving in 5 days. SIGH

pack up and leave this place.