Tuesday, November 09, 2004
the family's been getting into a festive mood.finally!
spent the past two days baking choc chip cookies.they're not too bad actually,quite edible.i hope none of my sweat got into the batter,it was so bloody hot in the kitchen.but then again,they did taste kind of salty...muahahaha eat them if you dare!
im just playin.of course i didn't do it all on my own.my mum helped...by doing the fun part,which is mixing the batter,then promptly going to her room for a nap.she came in occasionally,giving nods of approval...and muttering disapproval a few times.ah,patronising,both ways.
managed to fill up 4 big jars of cookies,then put them way out of reach of the other children so they can't have any.although i ate half of the batch myself.nolah just kidding,i didnt eat half,maybe around a third or so?
i actually cleared up the desk in my room!yes,now you can see its surface,which actually has a nice parquet kinda surface.i didn't realise that,maybe because its been covered with a layer of dust and cluttered with things all the time.
okay,i confess,i stuffed everything into my cupboard and rearranged whatever's left on the desk to make it look slightly presentable.so,it would be wise not to open my cupboard door unless you want to get flattened by all the stuff that's gona fall out.
i made this mini playboy bunny shrine at the corner of my table and it looks quite nice!what wonders a big wine glass and a few big candles can do.i kind of draped my dog tag[on which i have drawn the plaboy bunny]in and around the wine glass,that's what made the whole thing look like a shrine.
its kind of eerie actually.i should get black candles to complete the look.uh,anyway.
i need a hp.as in,neeeed.desperately.i feel so miserable without one,especially when i see people on the street using theirs[esp 3120,once again,fuck the fucker who found my hp and didnt return it].i know,this might sound selfish and ignorant.i know,there are kids in kenya and zimbabwe not having clothes to wear,let alone a hp to use....but i can't help it!!!
atiqah got her new hp already[a fuckin 7610!!!],lucky bitch.knowing her,the next time i see her she's probably gona wave it around in my face and rub a chunk of salt the size of china into my torn and gaping wound.i swear i will grab it,fling it to the ground[preferably a rough and scratch-inducing one],then stomp on it,then hurl it into the train track and watch the train grind it into a million pieces.
oh well,guess i can't blame her for having a dad who's made of money.
yeah,in her world,money grows on trees half her height.in my world,money is like that needle in that haystack.imagine the needle being the same colour as the haystack,and some arse strategically sprinkled fifty million thorns in the haystack.
oh yeah,if you should ever go to her house during hari raya,look carefully at the pineapple tarts.the ones with unrecognisable lumps instead of nice orange filling,she made them.just thought you'd like to know.
i hope she doesn't kill me after she reads this.
i am officially against banglas cutting grass and karang gunis making their rounds before 11 am.i was rudely awakened by these two parties making a lot of noise at 9.30 am!!!they just cut the grass the other day and today they're cutting it again???nobody gives a shit if the grass is 1 cm above accepted height and i don't think grass grows that fast,right?
at least have mufflers for the machines or something.spare a thought for the sleep-deprived[by choice actually,but that's beside the point] who are struggling to go back to sleep!!so much for social awareness!!i now have a massive headache,thanks to those dumbfucks.
the karang guni,another one.what an arsehole,going around with his stupid annoying horn and making a racket yelling his arse off asking for old computers and televisions[nowadays they're all very picky,newspapers just don't cut it no more]!!!!!argh.
i piled three big pillows on top of my head to block out the noise but i could still hear them,drilling into my ears.i almost suffocated for nothing.and they were doing it in succession,one after the other.so irritating you know.i could cry.but i won't give them the satisfaction,so i stubbornly tried to go back to sleep.
finally dragged self out of bed at 10.30,cursing all the grass cutters and karang gunis in the world.
making honey snaps today!you know,the ones with cornflakes,peanuts and honey in those little paper cups?yummm...
aite im off now...peace![NOT to grass cutters and karang gunis.dumbfucks.]
funkadelic @ 7:35 PM
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