Early Bird

Some people are damn fucked up.
What a fucktard.
And oh yea, I know you are reading this.

Aight. Forget about that. Non-important stuff.

There goes my first week of work.
Tiring but it was great.

It has been so weird.
I plopped down to bed at 9 p.m.
-_-|||
My usual sleeping hours were in a.m.

In one of the nights, I woke up at around 1 a.m. thinking it was morning already.
So I checked the time at my mobile. To confirm.
And I saw a sms from EG.
Saying that he misses me.
Haha.
It wasn't that.
He was just asking how's my work. Or what am I doing.
Those stuff.
Not the hanky panky hugs and muacks.

He must be thinking that I've gone cuckoo to be sleeping at around 9 plus.

And I hope that his wife-to-be doesn't happen to read this blog.

Sometimes bloggers really have no idea who's reading their stuff.
Scary shites.