At work now. Still have 3 hours to 5.30, to adios amigos, to hip hip hurray, to knock off time.

I'm dead bored.. Shoulder's acting up again. Painful. Numbing, heavy kind of pain. Not the typical sharp. Feels like when you bend a twig till no end but it still won't SNAP! Parah ah.. :(((((((

Oh did I mention, I may be pregnant...again. Key word: May.

Dun wanna keep my hopes up but did share this possibility with hubby this morning. Lips-tight. Not gonna say a word. :1

what's the point in talking?

You're all I have here.

Please do not be scared of them.

If you don't stand up to them, you are sitting on the same table with them then.

Dun sweat the small stuff when you have bigger issues to deal with.

I'm choking and no one knows this or no one can be bothered anymore. I cry so often now that my tears cheapen me.

I'm imprisoned by my parents, by his family and him. You are the cause I lost my baby.

My parents for putting me in a corner to sell the house so that they can settle debts that THEY owed. Family in law for being pious, God-fearing people but do not practise being humans. o one goes to your house, why do you even bother to make kuehs, paint the house, change the cushion covers?!!?!!? For my husband who is all of a gentle giant. Has the authority, the position but no say. Measly thing like opening one's mouth, he doesn't have it. At least not when the closed doors are open.

What's the point in talking when you think I'm the fault-finder??? What's the point in asking how I am when you do nothing to make things better? Why bother to feed me when you're scared your parents will go hungry? "need to buy the roti perancis." like WHAT THE FUCK!

You dun have to choose a side when there's no side to choose. Be smart ad realise this lah!!!!! You are the cause I lost my baby.
Coz i ate my heart out thinking of why i have to replace the bread.

Fault is not mine but I'm paying....I still am.

Ramadhan this year is a real challenge.