Good day, fellows.
Today I see the grandmother who is back from Haj, Make bread and butter puds, and later tonight go out for dinner.
I was supposed to make chilli con carne but since everyone is not having dinner at home I figured I'll just make it next time, like on a Saturday or something.
So many things floating in my head that I can't begin to put on paper... uhh... blog.
Also, I can't wait to go away for a few months and miss my lovely ol' KL. Waxing poetic about my favourite city when I'm in the throws of winter. Walking around in Ugg Boots until I find comfier+prettier boots.
New hunting grounds. *grins like the Cheshire Cat*
Momo said "A lot can happen on three years. Look how much things changed since last year!"
I agree, Momo, I so agree.
I still don't want to have THE TALK. Nuh-uh... Nossir.
Dylan Moran speaks truth... Also, he's funny as hell.
2 comments:
dylan moran's pretty funny, but ada this one time i watched so much of his show that i jadi depressed. haha.
hahahaha... Impossible!
really? I love his inherent depression. Makes me feel relatively... undepressed.
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