I found out that I have a french name of a guy. Hah! It goes with my man-sized ego. The screwy thing is my supposed-to-be name is that of a male. My parents then were expecting a baby boy. I guess I have nowhere to go.
In anyway whatever, self-contradictory as I am, madamoiselle merlux just nicely suits me. Luxe in French means superfine quality or light in Latin. So who am I to complain? I’m valuable, afterall. No, scratch that. Indeed, I am precious!
Monday~Friday
0630 snooze
0830 work
1730 swim
1930 watch tv/ play pc games
2400 dream dream dream
