Albeit I'm not a Macaulay Culkin, nor am I an XY, the nicely edited picture might I add, is still what I'm experiencing.
I said, "Like that I can't write about family anymore lor..."
Like how I wrote about my cousin's crush on the other.
No more secrets.
And the world would suck if there were no secrets.
Gone are the days where one would bitch about someone on their blogs and act all angelic in front of the "bitched".
But mostly, I won't be able to stand filtering so much information that makes up my life.
So, MUM, let me think about it k?
There was this funny thing.
The other day I saw that someone was reading my archives, post by post.
Then Deng said someone was reading her monthly archives.
Today, Mum mentioned this and I asked her, "I checked and there was this person reading my archives, post by post. Was that you??"
Deng chimed in and asked too.
Turns out it WAS Mum.