Wadee. Oh sorry. Hello. But wait!
DISCLAIMER TO THE TRESPASSES
Beware you have entered "The evil lair of the pink milk monster". Every step you take must be taken after a second thought. NEVER EVER CALL ME CUTE! Or you will have to face my fury.
No one can protect themselves from my anger except for my stupid junior cum husband. Well, you may ask the question, "Why were you sleeping in a circle of a dozen cartons of pink milk in your surrounding?" It's because my dear son wanted to use my phone to watch cartoons which I denied. But anyway, he is using it now because I was lured by him. It wasn't an easy thing to do. I fought like a warrior against that temptation. I know who taught him this stupid idea. Oh, you won't get it right. Don't boil your brain. It was by my stupid husband. Now I know why I saw blackboard, notes, and chalk pieces near me one day of my pregnancy after I woke up from my sleep.
I AM GOING TO KILL HIM. WISH ME LUCK~