Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Energy is the product of mass and the speed of light to the power of 2. Mummy lied to me when she told me food is energy.
Oh wells, what can I say. It's been such a trying week. What with the flu that lasted, and is still lasting for more than a week. Mom got ridiculously worried. Khairyn thinks I just need to stuff myself fat after she checked my super low blod pressure, trying to be health advisor just because she got this machine to check blood pressure. They are damn funny luh. I just think my doctor gave me Made in China medicine. Totally uneffective. Then school is just such a chore now. To think about it, it's a rather sadistic process.
Anyway, got myself a brand new digital camera. Not that my old one is defective, but since Dad decided that the entire family were to go on a shopping spree at Courts, and that we could pick out anything off the rack, why not. I was tempted to sweep that new Vaio though, but decided that I am not really in need of that at the moment. Oh wells, not that I am in need of new camera too, but as a good daughter, I decided not to ask for more =)
By the way, something funny happened. Some blessed soul out there, whose idea of humour and self entertainment is rather shallow decided to pose as some desperate girl on the chatline, and thinks that it would be a good laugh to use my handphone number. Hence, right now I would receive 8- 10 calls in the random hours from Mats wanting to chat me up. Ha! I never knew people actually uses chatline services. I thought they are simply some advertisement hoax in newspapers, especially in Berita Harian. How unworthy and pathetic can people get to resort to such immature and cheap way to chat girls up and vice versa. Their intellectual and social skills must have failed them the moment they realise the existence of the opposite gender. Poor thing.
I would also receive messages from guys asking me out, at least I think so. They would text me in weird Mat SMS lingo that is beyond my comprehension. The fun part would of course to let Dad pick up the phone. Given that I am Daddy's overprotected girl, ha! They probably peed in their pants when they heard Dad screaming vulgarities, instead of the expected sweet girl's voice. Bless all of them.
On a side note, I need a miracle to clean my room. I am a neat freak. Well, at least I used to. Every single item have to be put back in their original positions after every single use. Absolutely no food and drinks, except for plain water in my room, and it must be vacuumed and mopped at least thrice a week. When Khairyn sleepover at my place, I would tick her off for about almost everything. How she did not fold my prayer mat in a certain way and so on. Even if it's 3 am in the morning, I would not go to sleep until I clear up every single book/files/notes that I have taken out for use. However, recently I simply got too tired to bother about all these. Right now, even filing my notes became an exhaustive chore for me. Tell me I am ageing, rapidly.
This my friend, is only an angle of my room. You see, I own 2 study tables in my room, and the other one became a dumping site which does not worth that space in here.
Just some random thoughts; I swear I would wear these if they have it in size 8 1/2. Ha! I think have just proven the side effects of mugging for As.
harangued at 7:46 PM