And I was right ! Fad snored like a lembu. Thank the lord we didn't end up making out.

Afdhal has made the wound by my eye much worse by putting some toxicated ointment and it's starting to sting very badly. To make matters worse, I accidentally shampoo-ed my wound. What a lovely day.

Worst still, I text-ed to the wrong person. Let's all hope that he didn't get my message or deleted it by mistake. But it was pretty nice the fact that he was concerned. Oh la la. I'm feeling ever so guilty.

Had a ridiculous conversation with Mother over the phone.

Mother: Ati! Where are you now! (mind you, she was screaming over the phone)

Me: Mother dear, you called the home number and I obviously picked it up, where do you think I am then?

Mother: Kau kat rumah eeh?

Me: (exasperated) Ma call orang kat rumah kan, mesti orang kan rumah lah, ceepong.

Mother: Sape korek hidung?

Me: Semoga Allah merahmati telingamu, wahai Ibu, ku ingin menunaikan fardhu solat Asar. Harap telefon ku selepas Maghrib. Terima kasih.

Mother: Kau memang nak mati eh cakap gitu ngan aku?

And she hung up. There is no end to pleasing that woman.

Mother rang just to check if I'm still alive at home. I supposed she thought that I wouldn't last throughout the night and it was a major huge mistake to leave me alone, all alone at home.

Well, she must be mistaken. I'm having the time of my life. The only thing that worries me is that if I should bump into any uninvited people (Surati, that is) or worse still, Mrs Pontianak. Alahai, mati aku. Mati mati mati.

Hmmm, if we should sever our friendship one day (that day will come sooner or later anyway), I just wanna say you've been an absolute great friend. Thanks.

Done uploading the pictures taken at Hong Kong. Should get started with cleaning later. I so love procastinating. And come to think of it, I haven't even started packing my bag (I'm camping over to Fad's place for the next 4 days).

Oh spare me the agony.

I'll be putting up with that rotten wimp. And sleeping beside her too.

Let's all hope we don't end up doing each other. You never know what'll happen during the night. Mind you, she snores like a lembu at night. It was a vair, vair scary moment.

Lalalala.

Visit http://dyatt.multiply.com/ - if you want to be bored off your pants by my rotten pictures.

Feeling slightly knackered today. Shall be posting pictures taken at Hong Kong soon.

Lalala, did I mention the male escorts and prostitutes (guy ones, =p) lookeed absolutely gorgey. Absolute yummyness !

Still can't get to sleep. Am simply too excited at the prospect of going to Hong Kong tomorrow. Shall go mad shopping there. I admit that I'm not looking forward to seeing my specialist but I guess I shouldn't worry too much.

Yeah, I shouldn't worry too much.

And I'm sorry. I really am, you haven't got any idea how rotten I felt for being such a jerk. And the fact that you're being completely nice and normal to me ... makes me feel even worse. Loads worse.

I'm so sorry.

Sorry infinity.

Less than 12 hours to Hong Kong trip, and I haven't finished packing my bag.

No wonder Mother was ever so pissed with me.

Come to think of it, I've begun to eat the food Mother packed for tomorrow's journey.


To dear Only_Usmates, take care of yourselves. Will be missing you guys alot.

To Fad the Useless Bestfriend, if I had a dying wish, I'd want to marry ZeAmazinglyAzam. Lalala.

If you're avoiding me, please don't make it too obvious.

And if you must know, you're making me worried.


Damn.

Oh Happy days.

I kissed Smeagol on the forehead before going to school. I must be feverish.

3 more happy days to Hong Kong trip. Father claimed he saw many male prostitutes. I wonder if we could smuggle one home. Hmmm ... oh well.

Didn't do anything much today. Spent my hours salivating over Thy Gorgeous Neighbour's picture, Smeagol suspected that I might have gotten horny for some time. Good grief.

But then again, Thy Gorgeous Neighbour is the one to die for !! Oh Lala!

And I realised how ugly I can get in pictures.

Intense Uglysity

Tande-tande kene sampok.
Sawan.
And lastly, Singapore's Next Top Model.

Have decided to dedidate my sad life to learning photoshop and creating sensational pictures. I could start off with this particular one.

Featuring - Suk the Fake Superman, Nana the Misai Batman, Mad the Kental Suparman, Izzy the HawkGirl, Zairot the Flying Alien, Bini Bodek the SuperWoman, Ali the Green Lantern, Momorina the Batwoman, Fian the Flash, Dot the Wonder Woman, and lastly yours truly ... I haven't got any idea what character I'm playing but its ugly anyway.

I admit I'm not exactly great in choosing blogskins. As much as I detest the colour pink, this particular one looks pretty okay to me.

Still nothing much to update on life. My classmates are constantly bullying me, right from sharing food and lockers and many, many more.

Kurap-ness.

Haven't got anything to do. Came up with this.




The new students of Hogwarts .

Forget love.

What a depressing weekend. Too many guests and constant preachings and reminders about getting married soon. Hell, I'm only 18 going 19 next month ... and I don't even have a stinking permanent boyfriend (unless you count Gig the Gorgeous neighbour) and the last thing I need is the topic on marriage.

Oh hell.

5 years of unrequited love that results nothing more than friendship, hurts alot.

Oh well, you can't force love. Like Fad said, " Forget love, I rather fall for chocolates ". At any rate, I'm going to put on 10 more pounds if I fall for chocolates.

Constant moping is vair, vair tiring. I must do something about it. Besides having fun in school, I should do more community work and torture Smeagol into insanity. Oh yes, I must ... I must.

Quarelled with Khidir again. How lovely. I must admit that he is a pain in the ass at times but ... yeah, I can handle it.

Lalala, ditto life.

Mother and Dad are quarreling all over again. Dad called Mother ' Ju-on ' and Mother retaliated by calling him, ' Hantu Gigi '. Hmmm ... come to think of it, I couldn't quite recalled what Smeagol said to me, but I think she referred me as ' Hantu Tetek ' to her schoolmates. Bloody retard.

No Grandfather the Fisherman for two weeks is a relief. I've had enough of his fishing and whale-catching days.

Superman Mad.

School's pretty much rotten this days. Still nothing much. Sighs.

Did Mad the Hairy Mermaid a favour. Somewhat stirred me and cheered me up, almost.




The new Era of Mad the Kental Superman.




















Mad the Sexy Superman -after implants.

Cup-C boobs and enhanced little treasures.





















Again, the neck doesn't go well with Mad.


















It's a bird ! It's a plane ! It's Mad the Kental Superman ! I love you Mad !!

Rotten .

Mother still refused to come home whenever Dad's around. If you asked me, I wouldn't want to come home either. Life's never fair. I never said it was.

Below are some tragic pictures. Pardon me if I looked absolutely fake. But that's all I can muster throughout the whole week. A special thanks to those who has been there for me - Bini B Bodek, Fad the Useless BoobHead, Hadah, Izzah, Momo, Nana, Nisai Woman and yeah ... Khidir (yes, of all sad people ... it had to be the tragic Kid listening to me mope about my family daily).


Mad cousins.
One mad cousin and 2 sisters.
J muke ceepong.
I think I might have passed as a 40 year old. Ish.
Final destination - Fad confirm mati kene hempap lori taik.
Muke muke taik - tande2 nak mati.
Fad step ikan duyung mane. Memang nak mati tol.
It just makes me wonder - I LOVE YOU, THOU GORGEOUS NEIGHBOUR !

Break.

Still feeling screwed.

Mother's still refused to acknowledge Dad. I don't blame her. Fuck life. To make matters worse, she doesn't want to come home either.

And I'm not exactly a good either. All I managed to cook was a burnt egg and some rotten rice.

Seriously, fuck life.



I need a break.