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Sunday, June 26, 2011

Because I Am Very Sleepy

I keep dozing off each time I open something to read. Nescafe have long gone lost its role.
Should I cut my hair? That's my huge life dilemma now. To cut or not to cut?

In 2009

Very recently
Actually, my hair doesn't look like that anymore. I made it black again. Twice. The second time was mostly coz on that same day, I refilled my printer with black ink for the very first time and everything just started leaking eveywhere and my fingertips became all black (um, no, Ruhil, I don't know what's that *ahem* black blob *ahem* on the carpet *ahem*). No, I didnt colour my hair with black printer ink, if that's what you were thinking. I just thought might as well colour my hair black coz my fingertips were already black and I only had one glove. So it was an all-black-hand day for me.

K. Bye.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Smells Like Sh**............!!!

Please, please, pleeeeeeeeeeeeease can they just throw away that rubber mat in the lift in Damai and clean up all the sh*t underneath it! I mean, seriously...it STINKS! I would even sacrifice all my energy by climbing up the stairs all the way up to the fourth floor (and that's saying A LOT for a lazy bum like me) but we now can't even do THAT ever since the guys are in the same block as the girls and they closed the staircase between the second and third floor! So we are literally FORCED to go through TORTURE EVERY SINGLE DAY by riding up and down that STINKY STINKY lift filled with SH*T...LITERALLY!!!

The morning when the pipes were clogged up and the ground floor was FLOODED with the smelly water from the toilets, thank goodness me and Aina were wearing Croc shoes (okay, fine...AINA was wearing Croc shoes. I was wearing Croc-like shoes..haha) so while we were still annoyed by the fact we had to go through that smelly smelly flood, at least our shoes were water-proofed. And then we made a quick detour to Grand Seasons to wash our shoes in the restroom after making sure no one else saw us taking off our shoes and soaping them up.

And now it's almost a week and the lift still smells coz the water has seeped in through the rubber mat and so HOPEFULLY by next week they'll throw that mat out and get rid of the smell once and for all.

I mean, are we supposed to close our nose and breath in and out through our mouths each time we ride the lift from now on????? We are living in a he**hole of sh*t!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, I went a little overdramatic there but seriously...you guys imagine yourselves being in a confined space that smells like an unflushed toilet bowl full of UFO's (unidentified floating objects) even for a mere few seconds (well, not really just a FEW seconds if you're from the fourth floor) and tell me how you feel then!!!!!

Oooooh. Look at this picture I edited of us in Kuantan. Isn't it perrrrtyyyyy????


Damn. Now each time I see this pic, I'll think of smelly sh*t. Shouldn't have put it in the same entry. Oops.

Okay, so I should finish off my case write-up now coz I promised myself I would not fall asleep until I finish it. Though the promise does not seem so promising now. Heavy, heavy eyelids.

Damn surgery, you're killing me.