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Sunday, March 18, 2007
senselessness

**donny turned 24 ystrday! wheeee!! happy beberd day, donny darling!! and once again, we're two years apart... awesome! :D **

i met uncle donny earlier for our rollerskating date. me and my new skates. yes, dee..i ended up buying a pair of skates after all.... so many ppl at east coast today. we even bumped into his relatives! (luckily itu shorts i was in wasnt too flashy!) lots of munjens, matrips and minahrips (and their tents)...phillies and their bangla boyfriends.. all into healthy lifestyle.

and since the weather's all sticky-scorchy, theres no way am i skating in a pair of jeans or one of my 3 quarts. so before tt i had to look for a proper bottom..and in the process of my 'emergency shopping', i realised something.....

my thighs are enormous. *gulp*

the waist is alright, still within the 24-25 cm range, but the thighs?!!! the buttocks??! my jeans are all tight now...they're placed in my sister's wardrobe, for good. <-- a tip given by my health therapist.

so its just gonna be idra occupying my jeans..best part is, those levis fit her nicely even with the flat ass.

shes becoming a woman. and me? hippo-ish, waist down -_-

are there corsets for the thighs? i need those.

this morning i woke up to a series of nightmares. i dreamt about nizam walking hand-in-hand with 2 women. a PRC on the left and a melayu on the right side of him (which, in reality, is a fact) then my mom walking with some angmoh actor (can't remember his name) *faints*

then i saw donny with another distant friend of mine - he is clearly cheating on me!! idiot! i felt like pointing a gun at him then, but i didnt. i only had pepper spray with me.

so...feeling all traumatized and emotional abt donny's behavior, i walked away...and eventually stumble upon my friend ONA. the moment i saw her, i started bawling like a janda... going "how could he!?? how could he?!!" and as a result, i ruined her tudong with my tears. :P sorry babe! we sat down and started talking.....

then! takde angin takde ribot, 2 matsalehs and one hawt indian dude, came and sat in front of us lah! like as if nothing happened before that, we became friends..all of sudden one of the matsalehs stood up, kneeled down in front of me and said.. "will you marry me?"

PAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!! Nonsense sia....!!

after that last scene, i just had to wake up. it was so overthetop! and plus...i had too much dried eyeshit accumulating at the sides.

*yawns*

work starts tmr. oh bummer.