When time fly by like a lightning strike.

I marvel at how each day starts and ends.

Somedays slow. Other times, fast.

As the old saying goes, "Time fly by fast when you're having fun".

It sure does.

I haven't had a proper time to relax. I'm uptight and forever cranky.

If there is such thing as forever.

My daily routine consist of dressing up, nurturing young monsters,

dressing up again, caregiving them brats.

When time permits, I get to have fun. And be happy.

Goodbye misery, hello temporary sunshine!

With hoNey. With dvds. With friends.

How about family you might ask?

It's an everyday thing.

Family. I love my mother oh so very much : )

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pssst: Thank you mummy for the breakfast you make for me every morning, though I have to confess I only eat them for lunch. Mummy, I can't eat breakfast, remember?

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I need a breather.

I need time for myself.

What a joke. A big fat one. I always make time for myself.

That is why none; zilch, nada, of you there knows me.

Truthfully. Oh come on. Admit it.

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If I were to share my life stories with you, what would be left for me then?

Privacy would be non - existence.

And I treasure, cherish and guard my privacy.

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Before you start comparing me to many of you out there who swears by sharing secrets and whatever-else-hoo-haa, I have one thing to say.

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People must come to understand that not
everyone is like everybody.
Not everyone thinks like everybody.
Not everyone feels like everybody.
Not everyone is like everybody.

And I am not everybody...