the textual siege.

it's been a while. life has been a flurry of activities and routine in the best way possible.

however, there is nothing, and i repeat, nothing more stressful than meeting one parent of your latest paramour AND having to choose a place where i will have my most tense and stressful meal of my life.

did i mention that we would have to converse in my dialect? yes well, nothing says smart, eloquent girl than stuttering and stammering.

i can hope pray hard and hope that i dont fumble with my chopsticks, fling some food at him or get thrown awkward questions.

dear friends, please cross your fingers, toes and eyes for me tomorrow. thank you.