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Officially done with HSC. Today was the last one of practicals. And the last day of being together in a class. I am an emotionless bitch and so I have nothing against getting outta college. No time for love or memories. Time to move pass the shitty phase of my life which was HSC and be prepared for something BIG. IDK I am scared.

Today was unbelievably chaotic and of many events. First we cousins and three grown ups (my sister does count this time) were at a supermarket dealing with Anisha and three of us kind of got lost. Elevator/  Escalator confusion, cars parking trouble, 2 hours traffic. LONG STORY. And Anisha has a phobia with escalator. But here's the thing. I taught Anisha how to step in an escalator which was to me the best part. See I can handle kids. I am good with kids, I love kids and I think apparently I am in love with kids that trouble. They make things exciting, panicking and then again so exhausting that you don't have to think about your insomnia problem. A day passed with them, is like an adventure. I will fall asleep under a minute tonight, I can tell.

Oh and highlight of the day: India lost. I don't watch cricket match enough, but this one in particular, my favorite.

Anyway. Ramadan starts tomorrow. And okay, I should sleep. There's nothing I wanna do more than of that.

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