Reasons? There are plenty.
Losers? Only me.
Wheeny Whiny Whiney Whingy.
Sitting by myself on a stupid tree.
Chop it down, break my bloody neck.
Go ahead, what the heck.
No no wait… I just need a reality check.
Too many interests, too little time.
Alamaks! My BM sucks.
Today my dearest (whose BM is brill, and who breaks into pantun for fun, wtf :)) told me I’m the “buah” of his “hati”.
So I was like huh? So he says it means his heart something.. I’m like ain’t “hati” liver?
His liver’s fruit?
Then I was like.. since we’re talking about this, why do they call it “berhati-hati di jalan raya?”
He snorted.
Anyway, the other day I tried to end a letter with “milik anda benar-benar”.
“Yours faithfully” mah…
I guess the title clearly shows that I didn’t really focus on my A levels English Lit. ๐ [Reading should be purely for pleasure not for analysis and whatnots.]
Anyway, yeah, I’ve had activities aplenty lately, but nothing I really wanna blog about.
Went for my first proper clubbing session in a year! Really enjoyed moving all my lumps lumps, and shaking all my humps humps ๐
Saw 10,000BC on Wednesday, and now I have a new nickname “Evolet” which Jason calls me since I hated the character. Sigh… the nottiness.
Side note: Can’t wait to watch Indiana Jones! (I’ve inherited my mom’s crush on Harrison Ford)
Yup. That just about summarizes it all.
Randomness ahead:
Note for Self on Low-Self-Esteem-Days
There’s always plastic surgery.
See below. Miracle of Dawn Yang.
I always harbour a secret fear that my nose will morph into a Dr M type nose, a gene that runs in my family! Eeks. ๐