"Fame is the scentless sunflower with gaudy crown of gold,
But friendship is the breathing of rose, with sweets in every fold"
1 BLOODY WEEK OF WHEELOCK!!!!!!! WE SURVIVED!!!!!
Weekends is a form of celebrating one's success of surviving an unexpectedly messy week.
Ben and Jerry's is a form of indulging one's cravings.
(I got myself ONE cheesecake brownie and fossil fuel)
Art is a form of expressing one's feelings.
Cartoon is a form of WATEVER, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAA!
I love this week =)
super kawaii :D
"Fame is the scentless sunflower with gaudy crown of gold,
But friendship is the breathing of rose, with sweets in every fold"
Wow, at last its Friday. My brother should be coming home by tmr or sunday. CANT WAIT!!!!!!!, how i missssssssss him.
Army/Reservist is so unreasonable. Taking away our family member for the whole week! I still could not forget, 2 years ago, when Qil went for THIS same reservist thing for a week too, and the week after that was THE 3rd July week. Can you imagine how both of them felt? All their life they have been so close and attached, suddenly because of the stupid army, they got separated and in addition with the fate, they are separated forever.
What is the use of this whole reservist thinggy? To make men in the country prepareee la la blah blah blah. Then why, WHY may i ask, up till now, already four months plus, your EVER READY!! muscular army people still havent catch Mas Selamat Kasturi, the limped guy???? Ya the one that escaped though the visitor's toilet little window. Ya ya ya and your poor security blah blah blah. The low fencing... The non-activated alarm.... Wow, fascinating, very convincing. Waaaahhhh....now that its four months already, nobody even bothered already right? I can almost hear their loud sigh and laughter behind.
I cant believe i am a citizen of a child-like and coward country.
Its the longest week i have ever been through. For the whole week my dinner have been tooooo-peaceful with parents. Without having a brother to laugh, sing, irritate, joke, gossip and consult about our whole day encounters. From Fiza O's fantasy of ABANG ANUAR!!!!, to reflecting on how our little cousins have grown and how OLD are we, to how the teenagers in his school attitude got worst ever since they move school, to his confusion on "what-to-do-next-now?" situation with her, to Mr Chow's "EEEEI MASAK AIR! MASAK AIR!" and well too many to mention. And last minute sms of "Wanto go imm?" LOL, ok pjs.
And im finished with PS I LOVE YOU book. I really can feel the story. The book totally scores a 10 and the movie totally, NONE. =P Im like nodding at literally every single Holly's thoughts, feelings, emotions, words and quotes in the book. It made me miss Abang even more. Especially with Qil not being around too for the whole week.
If only he had knew it earlier like Gerry does..he would have done somewhat like that too for us. Or sweeter still.
I never see myself as mummy's girl or daddy's girl. I have always been THE brothers' girl.
super kawaii :D
