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Thursday, September 13, 2007

BROKE

I am really happy because I finally stopped being in denial and paid my bill. And, I paid Regan for his PSP, which reminds me, I forgot to take the hardcover from him. Now, I gotta go modify it and download many many games in it though the only reason I bought it is for WINNING ELEVEN. Now, I can finally get all the star players in MY team. *rub hands in glee.

Gattusso, Schevchenko, Rooney, Gerrard and of course *coughs* Henry. I better be able to afford them. Okay, girls, you can wake up now.

Tomorrow's puasa. Okay, I dun normally fast because I find it a little weird. Isn't it weird that for that whole month, you fast and think pure. You remember God and then after that, during Raya, you start fucking, drinking, cursing, gossiping again. Doesn't it defeat the purpose? Is it just out of pure habit. You were trained to fast so you do? I am not patronizing,just running my thoughts here. Oh, better yet, after 7.30pm after dawn, you meet up your boyfriend and start feeling up each other's inner thighs? You fast the entire day and pig out in the evening? But who am I to preach? Just don't come and look at me like a sinner when some of the people fasting are much bigger hypocrites.

Ok, ok, short of starting a religious debate, let's change the subject.

I bought my god mum a birthday present for her birthday which is tomorrow. Now, the problem is, I don't know when I am gonna give her. My baby asked for a Man U jersey. There is something about me that just love giving gifts but only if they matter and I have cash la. Hmmm... I am so rambling. =/

Seriously, I really don't know what else to write about. Ok, I KNOW!
My sister is in the hospital right now, waiting for the right moment to induce labour. Another boy, another nephew. Whoopie...

K k bye.