The time is 12.34am. I’m sitting I’m the kitchen drinking a packet of milk, which by right will caused me to have diarrhea. It’s weird. I started to become slightly lactose intolerant after the birth of little milo. Never could understand how it could happen to me since it was one of my favorite drink. Weird. Let’s just say life is weird.
I am supposed to be studying for my exam tomorrow since I just managed to finish my assignment like half an hour ago. Yet, I am seated here, doing nothing much. Probably my brain is really dead but it still seems weird.