laughter is the best medicine
i’ve been driving a lot lately. it’s like, i’m a driver.
but i don’t really mind if i’m driving for my family. or my best friends.
went to klia to fetch my sister who came back from langkawi.
her flight got delayed so she arrived late. and i’m broke.
i spent money on the toll, and the damn bloody parking fees.
not forgetting that i had to pay for a carton of malboro 20s cigarettes.
no, i’m not smoking. it’s sam’s. i’ll send it to him next friday.
anyway, there was supposed to be a family dinner last night but i had plans.
i had an appointment with 2 of my bestfriends, muni and yvonne.
we went to sunway pyramid and i drived the horrible kancil.
my dad did something to the kancil and it’s like, horrible.
anyway, movie? booked tickets for beowulf but our seats were seperate.
stupid online booking thing. that thing is such an asshole.
we didn’t watch the movies but just had dinner, chat, and walk around.
we had dinner at a&w, upon my request. sounds lame, huh.
i haven’t had a&w for years, and i’m on a mission to gain weight.
our next stop will be at mcdonald, then pizza hut. fastfood marathon.
muni and yvonne have been mocking me and making fun of me last night.
am i such a blur case that i can’t seem to get what people are talking about?
because it seems pretty bad especially when i’m around my best friends here.
and it’s not like i’m trying to be funny or saying those things on purpose. gosh.
know what? i don’t think i want to stay at home. it’s too stressful.
being around my parents is too stressful. i can’t stand it sometimes.
i want to move out and live with my best friends. and live my own life my way.
and i can’t even stay in my room all by myself. it’s just too messy. i hate it.
i’ll just shut up for now. i didn’t get enough sleep. i’m sleepy.
