I’m slipping into one of those ruts where I don’t bathe until I have to go out and I have no distinct clothings for sleeping and for around the house. The hair’s piled on top of the head in a scrunchie and I have gone off the bra until someone requests of my presence.
Fucking National Service officials, they still haven’t contacted me about my national service status.
But allow me to vent a little for now.. that’s the only way for me to put this behind me. Shed a little silly tears, talk to myself in the car and soon I’ll forget about it. Just something temporary. At least we haverepresentatives out there now, that’s something to celebrate!
As for now, I have resumed vegetating in front of the television indulging in chinese shows. Double chins are coming back to haunt me but I cannot go swimming because Auntie Hong is here. Auntie Hong has been less bitchy this time around thanks to evening primrose oil. It seriously works!
The dog is trying to lift my fingers away from the keyboard, failing to do so she tramples all over the LOWEFjndfp–9o234n… Sometimes she is just so annoying.
Oh look, Friends is on Starworld. *scratches butt*. Just kidding.
Have to go help mum with dinner and don’t worry, I did not scratch my butt. It’s just a metaphor to paint a better picture of my laziness for you.