I stole that.

Wow, I miss being on holiday. Nothing's really been going on, except for a couple misses. My cousin's getting engaged this coming Saturday and I can't wait to get together with the family again. It's always instances like this when I say what I've said, yet on the day itself, I feel that my legs are so heavy that I don't wanna go. This is why Hari Raya was invented. -Okay, I lie. But true to what I say, that's what happens every time. But I reflect and I get that, every time I come home from a family gathering, I feel happy, complete. And I realize that that's how strong family could be.

I had tuition earlier on in the week, and my eldest Uncle told me that he was going to Terengganu. Well, in his own words, it was, "I'm going to Terengganu to watch Ninja Turtle." I LOL-ed so hard. Get this, he's seventy, and with the tone of voice he spoke with, mygod, he rocks. I hope they have a safe trip, along with my cousin/tuition teacher who's doing humanitarian work in Cambodia.

HAHA, Cambodia. Doesn't that remind you of someone.

The outing with the chicks was way beyond awesome. This is probably the third 6packs official outing and we went to see Killers. Honestly, I could see why critics said that the movie lacked originality because it was as cliche as it could get. But it's a chick-flick and we are chicks. And plus, Ashton Kutcher was steaming up the screens. And that had a lasting effect on Hanisah as she transformed into Nyssa Kutcher on twitter. Which sucks, because everyone knows that he belongs to me and only me. 

Again I say, let the arguing commence.

I procrastinated so hard yesterday that it seemed as if I procrastinated my procrastination- ._. facebook group. But yeah. Plan was to finish up as much homework as possible and revise my chemistry. 1/4 of that happened as I started flipping like crazy through my Chem notes half an hour before I went to bed. The rest of the day, I wrote. Which I thoroughly enjoyed. I took the whole day to finish up what was left of the story I cliff-hanged. Actually, it was a oneshot and no, I didn't cliff-hanged it. It was just left from two months ago because I simply didn't have the time. I wanna commit to writing, but I find it so hard. Now I have the time- per se- and I'm bloody hell using it to the optimum. I'm done with it. And guess what; it's a Suju story.

You were probably expecting me to say that it was an original drabble or a Ville Valo. Hah, suck on that.

Wow, I think I got sucked into Italian hotness. You know, that dude that performed on Entertainment on Five? -Yeah. Super. Hot.

I stole that.

Wow, I miss being on holiday. Nothing's really been going on, except for a couple misses. My cousin's getting engaged this coming Saturday and I can't wait to get together with the family again. It's always instances like this when I say what I've said, yet on the day itself, I feel that my legs are so heavy that I don't wanna go. This is why Hari Raya was invented. -Okay, I lie. But true to what I say, that's what happens every time. But I reflect and I get that, every time I come home from a family gathering, I feel happy, complete. And I realize that that's how strong family could be.

I had tuition earlier on in the week, and my eldest Uncle told me that he was going to Terengganu. Well, in his own words, it was, "I'm going to Terengganu to watch Ninja Turtle." I LOL-ed so hard. Get this, he's seventy, and with the tone of voice he spoke with, mygod, he rocks. I hope they have a safe trip, along with my cousin/tuition teacher who's doing humanitarian work in Cambodia.

HAHA, Cambodia. Doesn't that remind you of someone.

The outing with the chicks was way beyond awesome. This is probably the third 6packs official outing and we went to see Killers. Honestly, I could see why critics said that the movie lacked originality because it was as cliche as it could get. But it's a chick-flick and we are chicks. And plus, Ashton Kutcher was steaming up the screens. And that had a lasting effect on Hanisah as she transformed into Nyssa Kutcher on twitter. Which sucks, because everyone knows that he belongs to me and only me. 

Again I say, let the arguing commence.

I procrastinated so hard yesterday that it seemed as if I procrastinated my procrastination- ._. facebook group. But yeah. Plan was to finish up as much homework as possible and revise my chemistry. 1/4 of that happened as I started flipping like crazy through my Chem notes half an hour before I went to bed. The rest of the day, I wrote. Which I thoroughly enjoyed. I took the whole day to finish up what was left of the story I cliff-hanged. Actually, it was a oneshot and no, I didn't cliff-hanged it. It was just left from two months ago because I simply didn't have the time. I wanna commit to writing, but I find it so hard. Now I have the time- per se- and I'm bloody hell using it to the optimum. I'm done with it. And guess what; it's a Suju story.

You were probably expecting me to say that it was an original drabble or a Ville Valo. Hah, suck on that.

Wow, I think I got sucked into Italian hotness. You know, that dude that performed on Entertainment on Five? -Yeah. Super. Hot.