Sometimes there's just so much to tell, yet so little time to spend with, and all of the stories just burried inside. It's like today you want an ice-cream so bad, that having it the next day won't be the same. Same goes to my story-telling. ( What a way to put an excuse huh? :p)
My mom tried to set me up with a guy, who used to be my primary school mate. Our moms actually, and we both are currently seeing somebody. Awkward. And the most awkward moment was when me, him, my mom, his mom and my ex's mom was under one roof for an event. All I did was trying my best to hide hehe.
P/s: Internal Medicine. Last department. And I still couldn't find my momentum yet. How how? :s