I applaud you, Sir, for single-handedly inspiring my muses one moment and then killing the poetry that they wove in the next.
Lastly, I congratulate you for giving me a light of hope, however small it may be, and more reasons to smile and, ironically, torture myself - all at once.
2. Please, Dear God, let me finish Paediatrics soon.
3. Maybe I should just go back this weekend. On Friday, right after work, even just for one night.
Current Music: Always Be There - Maher Zain
