Having downed a cocktail of medication after an afternoon spent browsing the high street with the most excruciating lower back pain and the mother of all headaches, I collapsed lifelessly on bed. I hoped to sleep soundly, but no, I spent about half an hour tossing and turning before falling asleep and dreaming about BB.

You see, I went and got myself in trouble. I started thinking about him all week, and then I couldn’t stop. The dream was only a matter of time.

What does this tell me? If I’m not careful, I’m going to get trapped here. For the love of God, I don’t want to be attached to this man! The photo in his wallet left a stale taste in my mouth. Suddenly, I stopped trusting him and even lost a little bit of respect for him.  I can’t see myself being affectionate to a man I don’t respect.


I’ve had a massive headache throughout the day. I’m not sure if it’s my period or the amount of work I have to do. I do feel extra cranky and restless though. The only thing that’s on my mind is Fish. Fish. Fish. Fish. More Fish. No one has been so nice to me like he has in the past few days.

I had a long discussion with my mum the other day. It was mainly about my career prospects. It is at this times that I’m reminded of how lucky I am to have her in my life. Her positive outlook on everything just keeps me going and reminds me that things could be worse. Here’s to all mothers in the world!

*Update on my brother: He was able to travel for the school trip but our visa issue has yet to be sorted.