Whoosh, right over my head. What a day. What a day !!
First I bumped into Mr. Black (black face, black heart, black everything) and I realized how I.... well I cannot say hate because that's a big enough word and life has shown me that your worst, most despised foe can turn into a friend....well I dislike him enough not to want to be around him or even associated with him. Eeuggh, I wonder what sort of pauvre woman God gave him. Yuck!!!
Then I had a car accident. Some idiot banged my baby from the back and I cried, first out of shock because the incident was so surreal. I cried partly because my baby was hurt. Actually, I'm not really sure why I cried. Was it another untapped mountain of emotions waiting to erupt? Or, was it more like what tradition stated that a great evil was on it's way to me but it hit the car instead of hurting me so I am safe now.
And by the by, there's a Bahraini guy I guess? in class who has the smoothest, sexiest voice I've heard on any man thus far. It's too sexy that I want to sit in his laps and have him talk to me (my ears) all day long. Wow. Now I know a little bit more about myself and what turns me on. Je suis entrain de tomber amoureuse encore une fois.
And since his sexy voice couldn't lift my sombre mood off my poor banged baby, so I ended up having a Fish'n'chips dinner. And I felt a whole lot better after I left. 
Make the most of life. No bang is worth it.
Till we meet again,
Sedeso
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