Perfectly in the morning I'd post this.
Its 0430 since I woke up in the morning to have my `sahur`. Well I should not have be in the same table as I won't be able to fast today due to certain criters. But mum told me I have to be out of bed before Ain do. So yea, I'm a morning-breaker. Today Ain was not insleep the same dormitory as me so freedom bolds me yesternight. I was browsing the net till up midnight to the prevents of night-ranting. I re-calligh my archives over the period when my eyes are loaded with heavy sparces.
Humph. Since now I have ate, mum reload me with new housechores. So then, I'd be doing some laundry and knitting of doughs while the rest are embracing most of the easy-part peris. Dad- doing his morning prayer; Mum-replenishing the kitchen's stock which define she is in and out at midst of times; and Ain-is just adding load to the work. She have non-experience on working with doughs and yet she include herself. Let me rephrase; I don't care either so, as long as she's much to see the morning smile.
Check my inbox and receive one sms. Sorry, I miss your messages. I don't feel like replying uh? I get a breakneck from Dad sooner or later this month.
P.P.P.S. I miss the school crowd. When will this hometrap ends. Such a territtory for pain.