Hello, world.
I know ya'll are probably sick of me blogging everyday and shit, but I have nothing better to do with myself.
So deal with it.
*grin.

I am very proud of you, Bitchy. (;
You kicked some dangdut ass, fo sho.

Spent like 3 hours at the mamak today, just to kill time.
Apparently, I have two new boyfs.
HAH, suck that.
I still got it, betches.
(;

Here are some random facts for you to giggle at, like me;

• Over 600 people in England have died from just putting on their pants.
• The names of all continents end with the same letter of which they start.
• The Guinness Book of World Records holds the record for being the book most commonly stolen from public libraries.
• The first couple to be shown in bed together on prime tv were Fred & Wilma Flinstone.
• In ancient England, a person could not have sex unless you had consent of the King(unless you were in the Royal Family). When anyone wanted to have a baby, they got consent of the King, the King gave them a placard that they hung on their door while they were having sex. The placard had 'FUCK' (Fornication Under Consent of the King) on it. Hence, fuck me. *wiggles eyebrows.
• The most ironic fact about Mel Blanc, who was the voice of Bugs Bunny, is that he was allergic to carrots.
• If you yell for 8years, 7months, and 6days, you would have produced enough energy to heat a cup of coffee.
• There are more chickens in the world than people.
• 2500 left handers die each year from trying to use products designed for fright handers.
• Every year more people are killed by donkeys than by aircraft crashes.
• On an average day, a 4yearold child will ask 437 questions.
• 4000 people are injured by teapots every year.
• In space you cannot cry because there is no gravity to make tears flow.
• The number of births in India every year is greater than the entire population in Australia.
• A man named Charles Osborne has the hiccups for 69years.

Ah, you gotta love me aye ?
I have increased your knowledge by miles.
I am now watching Halloween.
Suhkaarey shiznit.
I would not encourage watching this.

;; am I more than you bargained for yet ?
I've been dying to tell you anything,
you want to hear,
cause that's just who I am this week,
lie in the grass, next to the mausoleum,,
I'm just a notch in your bedpost,
but you're just a line in a song.

Aforementioned, dinner at Godpa's.
On the way, there was this mafakking standstill jam right.
Turns out, there was an accident.
There was a mangled body of a man on the road, covered in a black plastic bag.
I was suddenly glad I didn't eat all day.
It's not like I haven't seen an accident before, but this was way too close for comfort.
The car was not more than 4feet away from the body.
Along the whole street, there were motorcyclists, rempits and civilized alike, just watching, half of them freaking out.
It's funny how death brings people together.
I am Johns' raging bile duct.

I need to stop sleeping so damn late.
Been trying to make my smokes last at least 3 days.
So far, NO good. At all.
Everyday I'm off to get another box.
I am beyond fucked.
I am Johns' lung cancer.

I think I need an injection of some sort.
No, I am not doing drugs.
I just think I need to up my immunity.
Or I'm going to keep contracting all sorts of illnesses.
Nah'uh, not my cuppa tea.
I am John's failing liver.

I am way into Chuck Palahniuk.
And I think I have found my soulmate.
I swear.

Okay, I need to force myself to sleep now.

;; youve got this new head filled up with smoke,
Ive got my veins all tangled close,
to the jukebox bars you frequent,
the safest place to hide,
a long night spent with your most obvious weakness,
you start shaking at the thought,
you are everything I want,
cause you are everything I'm not.

Just cos I'm awesome, and I'm bored. (:

Leaving a mentally challenged child with a camera isn't the smartest idea.

Addiction.

Lately I've been wishing the television would show me something better than good things are coming to test.

My eyes, they despise you for who I am.

Michelle(it feels so weird calling you Michelle, you have no idea dude) is not lying.
She's vicious and murderous when she shops. (:
Love you.
xxx.

Hello, world.
It's 2.34 in the afternoon, and I have just woken up.
Joy unbounded, I am still sleepy.
Bitchy is coming home on the 6th.
(Yes, I refer to my house as her home, because wherever I am, she should be. It's just the way of the world.*shrugs)

Admittedly, previous posts were puhreety emo.
Sorry, *grins.
One of those days, you know ?

I miss Uncle Urs !
Not sure when he gets back, but I'm sure it'll be waaaay after Christmas and New Years.
Kinda sucks, not having someone to spoil me the way he does.
<3

Ooh, bugger.
I've got dinner at Godpa's place tonight. (:
Didn't see him last night, cos he was god knows where.
Ah, the advantages of having a wife who works in hotel management, you get to go everywhere on 'business.'

Abhilash and I were talking last night, and we got talking about chicks that really gets us going.
And movies too.
Pulp Fiction, Boogie Nights, Casablanca.
Fanfuckingtastic.
If you haven't seen these movies, I declare you have not lived.
*shrugs. Simple as that. (:
Everyone wants Megan Fox.
Go away, she's mine, assholes.
Now, doesn't that bring me back.

My hair, is in a bad bad bad mood today, and I am not happy about it.
I'm pretty tempted to have it all chopped off again.
But no, I promised that I wouldn't, so I won't.
*grrr.
I miss you, by the way.

**
I'm not trying to distance myself, or avoid you or anything.
I guess I'm trying to give you space.
I've honestly never had to do this before, so I'm trying my best here.
I do miss you, I'll call as soon as I figure this whole mess out, mmkay ?
<3.
**

Got a call from the exboyf the other day, which was a pleasant surprise.
Well, till I picked up anyway.
Me : Hiiii, chickenhead.
Exboyf : I love you.
Me : WHAAADT ?
*the line goes dead.

Confusuling, much ?
Yes, you said it.
Tsk.

;; I don't wanna know,
that you know,
it shoulda been me.

I'm having one of those days.

Come find me along the milkyway.

I've just come home from dinner.
Momma's off at one of her colleagues' hen party.
Momma bought edible underwear.

It has not been a good day.
And I've exhausted myself trying to keep busy.
I've been ignoring my phone all day, except to talk to Bitchinia.
Didn't bother with anyone else, so fuck you. (:

I'm currently listening to Black Kids(ironically, I actually think the members are white) - I'm not gonna teach your boyfriend how to dance with you;

You are the girl that I've been dreaming of ever since I was a little girl,
You are the girl that I've been dreaming of ever since I was a little girl.
One,
I'm biting my tongue.
Two,
He's kissin' on you.
Three,
Oh, why can't you see ?
One ! Two ! Three ! Four !

And now I'm listening to Seventh Day Slumber - Caroline;

Where do I begin?
There's so much I want to say to make it easier,
Tomorrow's on its way,
Do you believe I want to take your painful memories?
I know you want to run away,
I know that you can't see tomorrow.
(blablabla)
Yesterday is gone and
Everything that made you cry has fallen to the ground
I'm here to bring you home
I will always take you back
You haven't let me down
I know you want to run away
I know that you can't see tomorrow.

Yes, my music is sad.
No, it is not why I'm always sad.
Fuck you.

;; nothing's quite the same now,
I'll just say your name now,
but it's not so bad,
youre only the best i ever had.

p/s: i miss you like crazy.

mm, hi.
It's 3 in the afternoon, and I have just had my morning shower.
Can you say, "Oink" ?
Hahah.

I've been sleeping in way too much these past few days, regardless of how early I sleep the night before. Last night wasn't a good night, I couldn't sleep for yonks, honest. Was up till about 3, tossing and turning. Kept getting calls from stupid people who have not heard of sleeping, very very annoyering.
Am beside myself with boredom, and I can't be arsed to find entertainment. I want a choc chip cookie, yummy yummy.
Been raining like crazy these past few days, and I've been tempted each and every time to just go run around, or just lay down in the rain, but this damn fever is holding me back. I despise how I always get sick during the holidays.
Chello is coming back on the 6th (cue hallelujah chorus), finally some salvation.
Regret not taking Shah and Zhaffy up on their offers to go out. My boredom is result of the fact that I can't be bothered to get my fatarse off this damn couch, and do something productive.
Well besides paying for lung cancer, it's about the only thing I have energy for now.
Oh, innocent youth.

I'm bored.
So I shall make random posts about the random conversations I have;

We were at the mamak in Gasing, and there was this poster advertising Viagra Tea.
Me : I wanna try that !
Kane : what, you have a peeenis now is it ?
Me : Maybe after drinking that I will. *smiles.
Kane : *dies laughing.
Me : No, foreal ! Maybe it'll grow out of my belly button ! Or my ears ! Whoa !
Kane : Manda, what is wrong with you ?
Me : *dies laughing*
Kane : Huh ?
Me : I laughed so hard, I think my penis fell outta my belly button.
Kane : Aiyoooo.

Talking to Pixie.
Me : I dare you la, hah.
Pixie : Oh it's onnnnnnnnnnnn. It's on like Jaafar !
Me : What ?!
Pixie : I'm so cool.
Me : OMG. I GET IT. TRIX ! You are beyond lame.
Pixie : No, I'm just too much for you to handle. Pfft.

Talking to Yew Wing.
Me : Mr.Tencent !
Yew Wing : Boogermonkey !
Me : I'm so bored la.
Yew Wing : Sing something la.
Me : abcdefghijklmonpqrstuvwxyz.
Yew Wing : lmnop la !
Me : *after a few seconds* Yea ah...
Yew Wing : *dies laughing*

My Bitchy Voman.

Chinia : How come you're not coming to Kuching ?
Me : Cos my Momma said that you're Momma ain't gonna be there during the holidays, cos she's going somewhere. As usual.
Chinia : My mom's only going on the 24th. When are the holidays ?
Me : 15th.
Chinia : That means she'll be here. Why ain't your Momma coming ?!
Me : I don't know. Maybe she don't know how to count.

Chinia : *giggles.
Me : *sluuurrrp.
Chinia : *stops laughing. Whoa, what the hell was that, dude ?
Me : My juicebox.
Chinia : I like juice.
Me : Oh, I like you toooo ! Wow, we have alot in common. I like you, and you like me, and you like you, and I like m-
Chinia : I didn't say I like you. I said I liked juice.
*both of us burst out laughing*
Me : I knew thaaat.

Chinia : What did you say ?
Me : *giggles.
Chinia : *giggles.
Me : *giggles.
Chinia : What were we talking bout ?
Me : I don't know...

Me : Hey Chinia ?
Chinia : Yea ?
Me : STUMPED ! *dies laughing.

Me : *tells some random story.
Chinia : Dickheaaad.
Me : How's your dad treating you.
Chinia : Mm, dickheaad.
Me : Psh, dickheaaaaad.

Yes, I have blond roots. Sue me lah.

I didn't have anything better to do with myself the other day, so I went through all my drawers in search of something to amuse me. Instead, I found all sorts of stuff that brought up so many memories. From 06 up to now.
Feb o6, all the drama, and what happened behind closed doors ?
Then I found the card that she made me. I knew I still had it, but I just hadn't looked through it in a long time.
Talk about nostalgia.
I do miss how some things were, but if i could go back and change anything, I honestly don't know if I would, but that's just me.

Moving on, I think I've been jumping headfirst into too many situations this year. I think I've gotten past that, and I've realised that I've wasted too much time on the irrelevant. I'm cutting lose on the things that aren't going anywhere, on the emotional bullshit that I don't need or want. Everything's been making me think lately, and I've probably over analyzed every single detail over and over again. I've misread signals, and I've read too much into what I thought was real.
It's funny how there's such a fine line between reality and imagination, and I now realise, that all along, I've just been believing in something that wasn't really there in the first place. Disappointing as it sounds, I know I'll bounce back, maybe not as easily as before, but I could always work on it.
I'm trying my hardest to fix my flaws, and while I'm at it, learn to let go. Succumbing to my human frailties and the temptations of everyday life, is almost too easy. Learning to self control and walk away from all of this, is not going to be as easy, but I have mistakes I need to learn from. Half of these mistakes, I'm not the least bit proud of, but the bigger mistake, would have been not to make the mistake, so no, I will not allow myself to regret them, no matter how bruised I was after, or how many scars it has left. These mistakes, have shown me that I need to be more careful, in the sense that I need to learn where to place my heart, when to turn my emotions off and let my mind do the work, and when I need to tell myself to walk away from from the temptations of modern society.
All of these modern temptations have such a pull to them, that sometimes I'm not even sure I'll make it out.
Building up that wall was either the smartest thing I ever did or the stupidest. It never really did save me from much, seeing as I always let my guard down.
I guess you could call it a front. Denial, if you must, coming as naturally as a sneeze.

Random thoughts of the day;

• I haven't thought about you all day.
• I actually miss Araff. (: You hear that, boy ?
• I do not like getting calls in the middle of the night, disrupting my sleep. LEAVE ME ALOOOOOONE.
• I've got this craving for Idontknowwhat. I just have this feeling like I need something. It's either that, or I forgot to do something.
• I want Megan Fox. Damn.
• I haven't listened to So Contagious in a looong time.
• I'm confused and tired of being tossed about like this. I don't know what to feel anymore, and I just don't dig that.
• I love Seventh Day Slumber.

;; Anyplace is better,
Starting from zero got nothing to lose,
Maybe we'll make something,
But me myself I got nothing to prove.

I am officially in love with Edward Cullen.
Omfg.
No wait, I think Carlisle is pretty damn hot too.
And Bella. Omg yummy yummy yummy.
Never really understood the craze over Twilight, but I sure as hell do now.
It's bloody amazing, foreal. I shit you not. (:
Ugh, I want someone to love me like Edward loves Bella.
Life is not as such fair.

After watching Twilight, we were having lunch, and we were talking about it.
Sa : The reason Edward is such a romantic and says all those romantics things to Bella is cos the movie is based on the book, which was written by Stephanie Meyers, who is a woman.
Me : So ?
Sa : It's written by a woman.
Me : That doesn't bother me.
Sa : EDWARD IS REALLY A WOMAN.
Me : Yum. I like girls. *bigcheesygrin.

Oh, and happy two hundredth !
Can't believe I've had this blog for almost a year now, and I've already got 200posts. Amazazing ! Am pretty psyched, but I'm beginning to realise that this does not help much with my social image. Friday & Saturday nights spent blogging. Says a lil summin summin, dont you think ?

I just watched Austin Powers, I swear it's the stupidest movie ever. Funny, but stupid.
Am dying to watch Twilight again, and again and again.
I'm actually sleepy.
Wow.

I keep falling down in the bathroom. It's getting bloody annoying. I've got yet another bruise on my butt, my left wrist is swelling up, I think I broke my butt, and my left shoulder is hurting like crazy. I think I may need to stick those stupid little rubber mats all over the bathroom to prevent myself from more injury.

Everyone keeps asking me about all the drama that's been going on. I truly, honestly can't be bothered to talk about it. Listen to whatever you hear la, don't bother trying to clarify it with me, I'll probably just agree with you. The stories keep getting more and more bizarre. It's actually quite funny.

Chello's disease has rubbed off on me, I have to pee every two minutes now. I might as well be a walking bladder. Ugh.

Wow, one more post and it'll be two hundred already !
Shit, I think I blog too much. (:
I can't sleep, but what's new.
I like papaya's.
They are orgasmicly yummy and orange.
And I like orange.

Chloe is practically forcing me to head to V.I's prom, am not to keen on going, as prom's really aren't my scene, but I'm all for the afterparties. But then again, who am I to get in the way on Chloe's well thought out plan. It's fail proof, I think.

So, I've been soothing my soul with Eric Clapton, Nat King Cole and Frank Sinatra all night long, and it's gooood.

Moving on, I'm not diggin my horoscope today.
Come to think of it, I haven't really liked my horoscope at all this past week. It's all sortsa pessimistic shit, and it's honestly quite depressing.
Todays horoscope;
Reassess all of your plans for the future and then eliminate any unrealistic goals.

Bollocking bollocks.
I'm in the mood for a movie. I think we're watching Twilight tomorrow. Am not entirely sure if I wanna go tomorrow, or wait for Chello. I promise not to spoil it for you. (:

Razlan's been a real doll throughout this whole week, so if you're reading this, I'm sending sloppy kisses your way. (:
I'm confusuled.
But Razlan loves me. (:

It's been raining for the past four hours, if not more. I'm enjoying it. (:
Everything's nice and cold, and I've ironed my blankie.
I'm completely bookless.
I need new books. *hinthint.
I absolutely adore Chuck Palahniuk. He is the epitome of amazing.
Invisible monsters, is a must have. Foreal.
I am rereading Choke, for like the millionth time.
I've picked up quite a bad habit from Lewis, underlining lines that I adore in the book.
No, it's not spoiling the book.
Shut yer faces.

I am missing my Chelly Belly.
Good thing is, my Bitch is coming home on the 5th or the 7th.
Yes, quite indecisive.

Ugh, internet is so fucking slow.

;; and I'm a teen distortion,
survived abortion.

This has officially reached a new level of perverse.

A ban on alcohol ?
First with the fatwa on Yoga and now this ?
What's to come, I can't help but ask.

I'm pretty much at a loss for words, there is just no way to describe the way I'm feeling right now.
I think that our supposed leaders need to open their eyes and see that banning alcohol or anything of the sort, is not going to help.
What about all the sexual crimes and murder ?
Why not try to curb that before making such stupid decisions.
Yes, I'm fully aware of the saying, "Work your way up."
But this, I'm hella sure is not going to go anywhere.
We are governed by a multiracial party. I know I'm not the only one who feels that we deserve equal rights.
I've heard about this thing, it's called Human Rights.
In a religion, we should be allowed to make our own decisions, harmful as they may be. There may be ways of curbing it, but this is not one of them. It's only going to cause major outbursts, Muslim's and Non's alike.
It's basic human rights, and yet again, we are stripped of that too.

And again I have to say, the world is coming apart at the seams.
And no one seems to be doing anything about it.

mm, hello.

I like Chicken Rice. Mm, yummy yummy yummy I've got bugs in my tummy.
Okay, anywhoo. I was just thinking about the time where I fell flat on my face in the middle of Rest&Relax. Instead of helping me, Chello decided to sit next to me and laugh. But then again, I was laughing too. The chick behind the counter didn't know what to do, the look on her face was priceless.

I realised I forgot to blog about alot of little things when Chello was down.
She had like shitloads of dosh, which she spent in like 2weeks ? Which is record time for her, seeing as she's used to spending dosh like water. That much money usually lasts us 2 days tops. But oh well, I think we are finally growing up.
High 5, Chello !
Moving on, I can't remember if I've already blogged about watching Quarantine in GSC Signature. It was fanbloodytastic, cos no one goes there, so we could pretty much do whatever we wanted in there.
As per se, stick our feet up, giggle like baby hyena's on weed. But then again, the whole cinema was practically empty, it got pretty freaky at some point, as if the infected bums were going to suddenly pop up outta nowhere and start chewing at our necks. So we kept gripping onto each other and whining,
"Hold me, please ! Oh dear god, hold me ! I'm so scared."
Was kidding half the time, and kept breaking into a furious fits of the giggles. What almost made me wet myself was the guy behind us.
During one of the freaky deaky parts, he stands up, and yells,
"Shit ! Shit !"
Then he sits down, in a different seat.
And I burst out laughing.

Oh, btw, Ash was the one who nicknamed my loverlover Chello, Bitchy Woman. Long story short, I told her about all our nicknames (no, not all of them, seeing as I'd still be telling up to today if that was the case), Slutisha, Bitchinia & Lesbiola(oh big whoop, I bet no one loves you enough to take so much time in giving you nicknames of such caliber, so eat me). Ash, of course, being the old bat she is, forgot what Chello's nickname was, and thus was born the name Bitchy Woman.

A few days before Chello left, she started her usual nonsense. This time, it was her substituting all her P's for F's. So it sounded something like this;

one, two, three, pour, pive,

once I caught a pish alive,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten,
then I let it go again,
why did you let it go ?
because it bit my pinger so,

which pinger did it bite ?
this little pinger on my right !

I think this should be the new lyrics to the new song. The original is bullshit compared to this :D.

I'm sure I've already fed you the update on that day where we went to Times Square, riding the LRT, buses, blablabla, I forgot to tell you one teeny thing.
On the way back, we were riding the bus, and then there was this big fat indian guy hanging out of his lorry window, just openly gawping at us (I bet he's finally glad he found his match), so I turned to Chello and whispered,
"Look, it's Yogi Bear."
Which almost made us die with laughter.

James came over one of the days, and when we decided to go to the playground at night, he walked into a light. That was on. And he had this huge bump on his head when we saw him the next day. He's alot milder than most karat's, but still a karat nonetheless. No offence, Jama Jamas :D.

Random conversations that we have while smoking, watching tv, or having dinner. (:

Chello : My throat hurts and all this smoking is making it worse.

Me : Heres an idea, STOP SMOKING !

Chello : .... Kaaaaaay, Im gonna talk to you when youre not delusional.

x

Me : I am funny.

Sa : No, you just look funny.

Me : Yeah, youre funny... lookin !

Sa : Wtf? I just said that to you. Whats wrong with you ?!

Prank called people almost everynight, cos we super fly like that, yo.
We called all of Sam's friends(the stupid children gave the phone to their mothers, honestly, that just made us laugh even more). We pretty much exhausted Sam's contact list.
Yes, I'm coming clean. Sue me lah, bashturrrrds. Sorry kiddos, you're just way too easy to make fun off. :D. *rolls eyes.

We used alot of different companies(that our brilliant minds invented, of course), one of which was Box.Net.
And guess what ?
BOX.NET REALLY DOES EXIST !
I actually took the time to look it up online, and staring me right in the face was this;
Our supposed bogus box scam. Enjoy.
I laughed for about twenty minutes. I stopped when I fell off the chair.
*bigcheesygrin.

When we were on the phone to Joshua from Extreme;

*blabs on about irrelevant shit for 10minutes*
Chello : *in thick indian accent* I see on your form, it's your birthday today, happy birthday !
Joshua : Its not my birthday.
Chello : Okay. What your amma give you for your birthday ?
Joshua : Nothing lor.
Chello : WHAAAT ? YOUR AMMA NEVER GIVE YOU ANYTHING ?!
Joshua : Ya lor.
Chello : Omg. Okay, what your appa give you ?
Joshua : Nothing also lor.
Chello : WHAAAT ? YOUR APPA ALSO NEVER GIVE YOU ANYTHING ?
*dies laughing*

Then, talking to Firdy.
Me : *in typical apek accent* Hallo ? Mister Firdaus Idris ? When you want to take your boxes orh ?
Firdy : *laughs* What box ?
Me : Not the underwear boxer, you know. The kotak lorh, that one. Got alot of expensive thing inside the box.

Firdy : Okay, what's inside the boxes ?
Me : I don't know, it's against company policy to open the box.
Firdy : Then how you know it's expensive things ?
Me : Oh er, it is vely heavy lorh.
*dies laughing*

I'm amazed that Box.Net exists !
You hear that Chello ? Our idea has come to life !
Our accents vary from being Bangla's, to Apek's, to Indians. :D
<3

;; The mistake I made is clear,
Thats the reason you're not here,
Not a single salty tear,
Not a feeling in my chest.

This, was fucking hilarious.
One minute we're blowing o's, the next our cigarettes are on the roof below.
Chello's response being,
"*stunned as hell and says this really really slowly*Whaat the fuuuuck ?"

Our rendezvous.
From dressing up in the middle of the night just for kicks, to sitting at the pondoks in Phase 2, after our daily morning mamak sessions.
One of the pictures, the one with my sexay lip stud, is from last year. Just felt like reliving the Triple Threat for abit. (;

Our late night accomplishments.
From microwave cooking mac&cheese, to washing and stacking the dishes, to writing a letter to Siti, basking in our glory, of cleanliness, that is.
The note reads ;
Dear Siti,
Kita sudah cuci semua pinggan & mangkuk & cawan & sudu & garfu & pisau.
BE PROUD !
Sudah hampir satu tahun saya tidak cuci apa-apa. Saya sangat bangga, so Siti kena bangga juga.
xoxoxo, Michelle.

Siti !
Kami sangat rajin, sih. I laff you.
xxx, Manda.


Backtracking again to two trips ago, back in the old house.
This, was while waiting for the golden oldies to come get Chello so she could go back to Pussytown. Rawr. (;

And this, was this trip. When we got bored in the middle of the night, we decided to dress up and take pictures. Cos we hott like that, yo.
Then, Momma wanted to go car shopping. Cos evidently, we need a new car as the one we're using now, isn't enough space, with our thunder thighs, and JLo bums. (:
So while Mother was off looking at the cars, Chello and I decided to have our own fun, and try out all the cars. Blabbed about what cars we want, and what we're gonna do when we actually can drive (legally). We've both come to the conclusion that we'll probably never be home. Foreal.
Mother was listening so she told us to move out straight away. Not exactly comforting, my Mother. Tsk.

Well, there's bound to be more pictures hidden in the depths of my stupid lil machine right here, so as soon as I find em, and get the rest of the pictures from Chello, they'll be right up here on my blog. (;

mm, hey.

I like That 70's Show.
Oh, and I miss Chello and Chloe.

Chloe called today.Talked for about an hour about all the random shit that's been going down here, and our very unhealthy plans for when she gets down. Can't wait babe, ily.
Anywhoo, my Bitchy Woman refuses to take my calls, which is highly infuriating. Grr.
*goes all vampire on your ass.
I hear you're coming back on Monday, which leads me back to my initial point of you going home being totally pointless.

Oh, Darren, you totally made my day.
You're the only one who has loved me today !
*hugs.

;; he tastes like you but sweeter.

Men are incapable of being decent.

Carl, have you never heard the term "Don't speak ill of the dead."
Grow up la honey.
I'm laughing at your feeble attempts at insulting me. (:

Okay, since I'm done with the angry ramblings, I'm going to get around to something I've been wanting to do for awhile now.

I like kids. I want a kid. Now.
Who wants to make me a kid ? (:

Namisha.
Okay, not exactly a baby. But still, I think she's cuuute.

Baby Sarah.
I love this baby. She's gorge, I swear.

Timothy. Ty.
My very own T.I.
Bugger off.

Shanice. (:

Meet Stinky.
This kid, is the devil in disguise.
Adorable nonetheless.

Aidan.
I like how he's toothless.

Dodo bird :D
She's got stunning blue eyes.

Nishan.
Bound to break countless hearts when he's older.

And the newest edition to the family;
John Colin Holloway.
Beyond gorgeous, and he doesn't cry !
He sleeps, and he plays with his milk.
And he smells better than alot of babies.

Okay, make me a baby !And to top the post off, Chello, Sasa and I when we were younger, and alot less trouble.
As you can tell, we've been inseparable since we could walk, and I love them two with all my heart. Missing you, Chello. Come home to me soon, mmkay ? <3
The bottom picture, is one of me dancing. I used to like it even as a kid.
I used to dance around the kitchen with Mama, and Papa used to twirl me around the hall.
Yes, I'm feeling a tad nostalgic.

;; And all of the noise,
I am silence.
We already know how it ends tonight,
You run in the dark through a firefight.
And I would explode just to save your life,
Yeah I would explode.

p/s ; those photos still make me sad.