wentworth miller

dat im bored of doinf nufink.
but, bored i am.

so, this would prolly means me getting a job pretty soon.
like, gawd, how overdued is that?
like, du-h!

staying at home shrinks ur IQ.
mine is prolly around 15 or 12 by now.
everyone knows televisions emits deathly radioactive rays through its glare.
thousands of people dies of brain shrinkage from watching too much tv everyday.
and u could paralyse facial muscles if you use your remote controls too much too.
and the laser thingy also promotes paranoia.
seriously.

bored, that i am.
starting my driving lessons tuesday.
oh wow.
scared shitless.
menace on wheels.
oh joy.
still scared shitless.

wentworth miller

is anyone's guess.

at cousins house in kajang.
had our annual-cousins-horror-movie-wayang gathering yesterday
~oi people. DONT even bother watching EMILY ROSE. big waste of time/money. stupid sodding movie. grrr..
then went for post cinema dinner at sri hartamas. and coffee at mont kiara starbucks since Dhuna was eerily too sleepy to drive home minus caffein.
as always-big fun. if u count out the blasted movie. grr.
(yes, it was that bad)
i overnighted at Dhuna's place cause she was too wimpy to drive home alone and considering my uncle and aunt balik kampung, she needs me. ahem.
so, here i am. at her place, which is avec broadband. woohoo.
raya is not over.
the raya day itself was okay. it was the first raya that i celebrated with all of my grandparents dead. so, less grandeur, more kubur visits.
but it was also the first raya we celebrated at our spanking brand new kampung retreat. great fun. absence of furnitures not withstanding. always great fun when with my perky, wonky relatives around. woohoo.
it was basically an organized scrabble and boggle orgy. nuff said.
the raya when my so-called bf didnt as much as call me but to send sms instead wishing me happy eid. thats just not right, no?
but raya aint over yet.
later today, Maktam's house for laksa.
My house tomorrow, Dad's do. which pretty much means that i have serious dish duty engagement esuk. sigh.
i say; i bloody hate being a daughter during rayas.
soon u can scratch 'being a daughter during' outta that statement.

yawn.
still jobless, still not doing anything to remedy that. still fat. still relatively happy.
running outta clothes that fit though..

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w h a t n o w , b r o w n c o w ?
w h a t n o w , b r o w n c o w ?
w h a t n o w , b r o w n c o w ?