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Okay, blog, too much to share today.

Firstly, My sister's delivery is tomorrow and I can't sleep, my mom can't sleep. Excitement. Tension.
I am gonna be an aunt!! Isn't that great?

So basically I spent the whole evening, brooding over the concept of LOVE. Browsing to Youtube was the stupidest idea. I found out about Colleen and Joshua having divorce. And I watched both of their videos. Both of their claims. Colleen is divorcing Joshua. Joshua still wants to work things out. They both cried in their individual videos. Okay if you don't know them, side information, they are youtubers, Colleen plays a character called Miranda Sings. And okay they got married last year in June, uploaded an amazing video of their wedding, if you watch it you will restore faith in love. And what just happened. Separation. I felt so bad watching Joshua, he was heartbroken. I am losing faith in love now. Really. Rest in peace all my favorite Rom-Coms and classic romantic novels. I am done through that shit. Really.

I just can't accept the fact that people have to break up leaving behind lengthy years of relationship. I just can't cope up with the fact that- the person you are blindly in love with, may turn into a company you want to get rid of. What happened to old days romance? What happened to growing old together mentality? Why is this making me so sentimental lol. Why am I even thinking about this bullshit, I have studying to do. I just want everything to be in harmony. This world, millions of things are out of place. Out of order. I seek a perfect balance. I am talking like a true Balinese. People in Bali, they get really pissed off when things are not in order. I read in Eat, Pray, Love. Author Gilbert, she was a divorcee and she faced much judgements from those people in Bali. They are very peace loving people.
Okay going off topic. FYI I am not high. I just have lot to talk about.

So at night, that guy(whom I am disgusted at) texted me sending a voice record of his cover. Yeah turns out he can sing. I couldn't continue listening to it because well he has an amateur voice(not being rude; just truthful) and I faked complimented him. And then, he came to the terms why he was actually texting me in the first place. The girl he is dating now, her birthday is tomorrow and he needs money and he was asking me if I could contribute. He is penniless. And he has no shame in asking me. ME. Like using me as sort of...HE thinks I like him still? Eww. Never. I exactly know when a person wants some benefits from me. I don't get fooled. And I saw through his texts just his desperate attempts. He is so not mature at dating. He clearly needs dating lessons.

I am not going classes tomorrow and it just feels. Wonderful. So wonderful. I am high without smoking pot. A natural flow of happy hormones! Need not any stuff to inhale to get high when you're happy inside!

Tomorrow. A tiny human gonna enter into this world. Anybody reading my post, lol if you made it through this....Please keep my sister in your prayers. Please wish that the baby and mother both be healthy. In Sha Allah.











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