{{{{{***Disclaimer***(pssst please read all of it before getting upset, as it is not a judgement on the Daddy Dom/me lifestyle. It is about my inner struggle and journey as I deal with past abuse...am reluctant to anyways.  Daddy Dom/mes and 'baby girls/grrls' and 'bois': Any advice, suggestions, consoling, bitch slaps...anything? I am really in need of help here. Anyone else:  Same deal as above.

I'm more or less emotional & moody. The reason for it; my brother's gonna fly off to Thailand tomorrow night so his absence will be greatly felt and definitely have an impact on my life. And today is...night, I do miss sat-mugging with her. Boo! And definitely not forgetting my baby love, Muhd Yamin bin Yusof. You better meet me soon 'cos you've not been behaving lately. Alright then, chiaow!

...this new year (including turning twenty, geeesh), it's going to be fantastic (everything in me tells me so) and I'm ready, baby! On to lastnight; You see, I rang in 2006 accordingly: familia, babygirls (my boo and her Swedish boo), random jovial drunkies downtown, 2Pac, Biggie and Bone Thugz, a dead cellphone (so I'm terribly sorry for the missed calls and texts, etc etc), smoothie mix skittles...

My, I have some marvelous babygirls! Christie and I are pulling an all-nighter, talking boys (she's sort of with this guy who just happens to be best friends with mine) watching Sex and the City season two (and we plan on finishing up all the seasons over the weekend!). I never tire of it, seriously! :D He: - always smells like that yummy Calvin Klein cologne! - gives me the keys to his apartment...