Dearest soul,

I write to you as a form of refuge for my sins and racing emotions that breath the air of confusion.

Recently, i have been unfaithful with a distraction that cast my mind aside. Technology advances lingers on my fingertips. She captures my sight. Ring my hears with melodies and allow me to really communicate. I love iphone.

I was at vivo with family during mid day. Bought some shirts amounting to $200 at Domanchi after buffet lunch at Go India for 6. I had to disappeared to settle some accounts before returning and passing my mum $500. I drove the way back and well, the worse people in the car is family. Since then, my hands were seducing the touch screen of my phone.

Okay lah. I was downloading so many applications and did some online shopping for it. My phone has every text of Shakespeare as well as this Art Gallery in the phone that depict wonders of Davinci and Picasso and 100 other artists.

Breakfast of a blind and La vie very very nice