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.daC.
01 Nov
coke light
dead cockroaches
slow rock

Saturday, October 11, 2008
..blur.

so uh..... the sister wasn't around...and a distant relative drop by without prior notice...

picture this.

- Me with the Einstein inspired hairdo.
- Me with the super out of bed look, cos i was literally in bed right before that.
- Me with the 'No Makeup No Powder' effect.
- The cookie jars all half full.
- The cakes all cold and hard, still in the fridge.
- Hardly any ice left in the freezer.
- No steamy hot water.
- AND the underwear's all hangin loosely by the jamban.



And because i'm my parent's only hope and saviour (at that moment), i had to make it work!~

(change into the maid uniform, tightens apron, get ready indonesian accent)

Had to lahh. Kalau ikutkan hati, i'd take a walk downstairs and go for a ride on the Sembcorp batmobil and leave it to the parents to sort da disaster out. But because i'm filial as it is (hurhur), i stayed and make tea, and warm up the cakes, and fill the jars, and search for ice, and comb the hair.

wow. a new pimple near the temple. 15 minutes of panic, that's all it takes.



Friday, October 03, 2008
the wait is over

it is dat time of the year again....

*Salam Aidilfitri to my beloved muslim friends!!*

The month of Ramadan came and left..dat quick time flies. and i get worried everytime that happens. Dont know why.

As usual, we went visiting the elders on Wednesday. and seriously, i mean SERIOUSLY in da name of Barney's berdengdengs, why is HE my cousin again!!!? I dont get the logic? If we keep stealing stares at each other, drop a few winks here and there, behaving like 2 lead goons in a Hindustani film each time we meet, then why are we cousins?!!

^%@$#^%!$^!!@

i think i'm falling sick. maybe a fever. definitely nothing melamine fied. or maybe its just the fan that's blowing the moisture off my lenses. *pokes eyes with IKEA plastic fork*

i need my pineapple tarts.

i think i shed a few kilos..thanks to the fasting month. Hurray!
or at least thats what a few of my colleagues think. "Are u sick? Why do u look pale? Have u lost weight?"

i need a hobby. something that doesn't involve book reading / dvd renting / youtube-ing / window shopping /studying / nail biting / figuring out when i'm going to get married..

*thinks*

gosh! this is sooo stressful! And its after office hours!!

ok. lets not be too ambitious here. lets plan for tomorrow.

Saturday, 4 October 2008:
- wake up at 8 am.
- brush teeth at 8.10 am
(wow. so exciting. i'm doing good so far!!)
- search for food at 8.30 am
- burp at 9.15 am
- stares into space till noon.

*pats back*

well done huda. mommy will be super proud.