what if

i was the girl?

the girl
he spoked about.
they laughed about.
she gossiped about.
they talked about.

and no one was in favor, mostly wasn't.
sigh.

what if only happens when you're such.
im not the girl, i happily thank god for that!

p.s. i have no class on monday, joy lah!

did you know

the blind man and his escort selling tissues at the mamaque selera earns more than an intern!

well...doing math calculations

money made - cost of tissue X 30 days / two [blind man and blind man's follower]

RM50 [estimation] - RM10 [estimation] X 30 / two = RM600

on an average - RM50
on bad days - RM30 [minimum]
on good days - RM100 [maximum]

and he definitely has a day time job because he isn't selling tissues in the afternoon!

conclusion.
if all does not go well, it is alright for a degree holder to be selling tissues.
you bet!

p.s. i am aching all over. massage please.

ha choooo.

okay it is down to 1 week and i officially begin studying again.
how cool is that? *says it in the most urm, professional manner*
and so i've been on my toes, busy with this and that, no time for blogging.
boo you, good nonsense it seems.

anyhoo, i decided to jot down how my last week of holiday would be.
oh wait, i meant i will jot down how my last week of holiday will be.

monday
.wisdom tooth extraction - went well i must say
.practise in church
*nothing much besides that.
.pumped air in tyres? counted.

p.s. did you know... IF i became the next prime minister, i would say tak nak to motocycles. [take note: next-can be in my dreams] dont ask why, you dont need me to state the obvious.

the need to peng peng;shit

eh you want loofa?
yup, use my heels.
its got the right surface.ish; the one's like loofafa!

i wish

i wish i knew, ...
what i want
what i need
what i deserve

out of the world; holiday.ing and connection died and lazy and busy

am i being selfish?
common, im sick of being the bigger one.
sick sick sick!

i secretly wish for alot.
too much sometimes, out of reach.

p.s. you're driving me up the wall, the limit-o-meter has bounced off; it is sky high. hear?

damnation

i dont know where to begin.
all i know is im in so much of pain.
period.

and now, the last minute [very] trip to Singapore...
i dont know how is it going to be.

i've taken just about enough of pain killers.
i dont know what to do to save myself.

im sick of going through this every damn month.
it never came in peace. it always came in a tsunami.
fcuk period.

screw cramps.
all hail men.
they dont suffer.

im so easily angered, aggitated, you name it.
i can be it in a split second.
i wished to have stepped out of it, if only it allowed.
if only it stopped being a bitch for just one moment.

the pain-free moment doesnt seem to last.
within the next minute i am feeling like my stomach is being punched, sawed, strangled, squeezed, choked and bla la.

i always said, not to people..
but to things, especially when it doesnt go my way.
"there are two bitches in the car, i am the bigger one, so bitch off"

p.s. bye bye, i will be holiday.ing over the weekend

pro.g.ress

[the procrastinator is waking up, the perfectionist is slowly shining]

i put my school magazines and the ton of coll and uni stuff into the boxes.

i am seeking help to get the chung chung out of my lappie.

***

february, and im suppose to enjoy and have fun before school begins....

oh really?

i wouldnt say its a long time. that will be just over doing it, but it has been quite some time since i dropped off my nonsense for the world to read and gossip. well, here's the thing. i procrastinate like a lot. and now im not exaggerating. i was suppose to post my langkawi trip, suppos.ed but there you go, oh really?

anyhoo, about two months ago....the summer break was four months, and now i have exactly a month left and im back to school. one part happy the other one digging my sleeping brain, trying to wake up my dead asleep brain cells.

and so i have a problem with myself, pretty huge one actually. thing is, i procrastinate like-yo-mama-man! i cant take it myself. ever wondered why half of the time you read nonsense and not the happenings and events thats actually going on in my life? yeah, there goes the pre christmas, christmas, post christmas, pre new year, new year, post new year events. and as much as i dont want to add it to the list the chinese new year getaway as well. but fingers crossed, i might one day be blessed and the procrastinator might fly away. after all, its hibernating in a perfectionist [something i believe, no comments please]

here's a list of things i've been procrastinating and hasnt stopped.

number one: room tidied! which means, study table looks like a study table; not a dressing table cum lappie table cum for miscellaneous purposes. it also means, boxes thrown or kept in another place not being collected for displaying of items. also, closet organized into sections, not all chucked together, towels, home clothes, out going stuff, etc all mashed in a pit of junk. additional, bed pillars, photo booth, mirror, bookshelf wiped, not looking filthy as of now. last one, photo booth updated with pictures and standing still, not filled with dust and shooting all corners. done.

number two: pictures printed! so simple yet pushed away at the same time. yup, its to fill the empty frames, the i-dont-know-how-many-i-have-bought frames. done.

number three: organized lappie. only reason why im not using it is because its filled to the brim with all these maggots and insects. whatchumacallit, virus and what not. i should stop chucking photo folders on my desktop. one fine day, my lappie might just sleep for good. lesson learnt then. done.

number four: happenings dropped off! so i wont leave you with post it notes on reminders! done.

the end.

moving along. i think february is going to fly by. oh shit, i just remembered, this month has 28 days only. so my month is shorter by 2 days, which means i dont have much time before school begins. which reminds me, i better enjoy before it begins. then again, it doesnt stop me from enjoying even when it begins. bleh. *wakey wakey brainy cells, school is starting* let us all face it, it is not dead for real. not dead, dead. at least mine is dead asleep. it just needs some ice water, loud alarm clock and a wee bit a yelling and its all good to go. rise and shine!

p.s. i am not a procrastinator. all hail! (: