Every morning is a bloody cycle. Zulaikha drags her feet to the toilet to shower, get headache looking at the meagre amount of clothes in her wadrobe, gets changed, puts on contacts, does her eyeliner, grabs needed things for class, spritz on scent and gets headache just thinking about the distance from her house and the MRT station, locks the door and lights a cigarette with
'I'll make love to you' by BOYS 2 MEN and her day starts.

Everyday's a drag, until i make up my mind to stop thinking like that and just take everyday slowly. Tsk. I just wish i could have everything i know i can get right now. Bleagh, i am complaining about time which is like fighting the wind so i better just bloody hell get my act together.

Anyway, here are the just some pictures of my darling niece who doesn't like anybody except for her mum. But oh well, forgive the poor quality pics. This phone isn't as good as it seems.