you can call me workaholic for my sleep talk,

even my tortoise is still asleep.
i can't seem to get to sleep since i got home at 3 plus.
my phone's dead and i left both my charger and my spare battery in the office.
HOW SMART.

and i can't wait for all my catch ups soon.
with AHA, and macho little girl((:
OH MY LOVE, MY DARLING.

and you know i love you so, YEOSIYING.
you're always on my mind!
loads of talking to be done on thursday lunching!
do drink up more. HAHA.

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on the wee hours, i appear.

when the truth sounds verbally untrue,

i think i've food poisoning):
stomach hasn't been well lately.
work's been getting the underside of me.
and i definitely do think that sleep talking is freaky.

hence, i've been freaky recently.

off to pampering myself.

end of entry,
when the subconscious mind takes control.