Whisking away.

Hello my darlings.
Yes, it has been a long time I have posted/written anything on this blog.
This is what growing up does to you. You cannot simply do the things you wish to and rather do what others want you to.


This is my situation currently, as I'm not getting time to rant or simply write anything.
Blame it on the internship, blame it on the exam preparations, blame on the boogie.


These holidays are probably the worst in terms of having fun, top drawer in terms of hard work, God like in terms of losing my temper.


Anyhoo, I shall try to be as regular as possible.


Worst feeling: I was signed out of my own blog. It's been THAT long.


Club football season is off, eagerly waiting for the Euros. The transfer market is a riot.
TV shows season is off as well. Season finales of the shows I watch were brilliant to be described in words.


Come August 15, I leave for the US.  A lot of things are going to change. It's a weird feeling so to speak.
On one hand, I will experience freedom like never before. On the flipside, I shall have to do everything myself.
Worst of all, I'll be away from my parents. Yes, call me sissy, call me mama's boy, but I adore them SO much, I feel bad for leaving.


The rest has been same old and monotonous. I shall be away when my school bids come to visit back home. Cruel life is.


This post has been written by a sensitive side of me. Don't judge bruv.