Again?

2 days before I fly off to Indonesia for 2 years. I'll be leaving my family, my awesome friends, my darling exboyfriend(long story) basically, my whole world here to go live in another country and pursue my dreams ( I think). I should make this a really good post but 1. words escape me when I attempt to blog 2. I'm super sleepyyyyy.

I guess what I'm feeling now is fear more than anything else.

Yes, I'm back. And I will try to update this as often as I can, despite Indonesia's sucky Internet. I know you all will tempeleng me if I just go MIA once I'm there.

Dah, aku nak tido. Bye.

QUESTION

Should I make a comeback and start writing proper? Hmm.

Big girl, you AIN'T beautiful

I am officially depressed about my weight ever since my mum told me that I'm fat and I quote unquote "Bila kau lepas mandi, kau keluar pakai tuala, bontot kau bergegar2" (Too lame to even bother translating). Thanks mother, really. Thanks for comparing me to my sisters who 1. Do not have tits and ass like I do, 2. Never did sports when they were younger so have no muscle tone to speak of, 3. Don't really eat much anyway because one is obsessed with looking good for her future husband and another doesn't have time to eat because of her crazy shifts.

It pisses me off when people pass off unnecessary comments like this without considering that I'm really tall and I have a big frame. Because of her stupid comments the other day, I'm keep thinking about losing weight. Like literally, every second. I woke up this morning and I went like "OMG I seriously have weight retention issues" and yesterday when I was scooping up rice for lunch, "Rice is starchy and makes you gain 10 pounds" flashed through my mind and I ended up emptying half my plate back into the rice cooker and having a really sucky lunch.  LIKE SERIOUSLY, WHO DOES THAT EXCEPT FOR OBESE PSYCHOS AND HORNY BULIMICS?!

And please eh, I am not the sort to whinge about my weight and not do anything about it. I have been exercising since like a month ago.

I AM SO DEPRESSED!

Fuck laaaaaa.

Kamarku

I am in love with my room. Really. I love everything about it, from the candycane pink and purple striped walls, to the deep red curtains and the fact that it ALWAYS smells nice everytime I step in into the room because my sister and I have a thing for aromatherapy.

But the thing that I love the most about my room is: MY BED. With its silky sheets. It makes the sleeping experience so awesome I tell you. Can you actually believe it, I used to hate sleeping cus I found it a waste of time and I would rather use the time to do something beneficial . Like how motherfucking cheena can I get right? haha! But now, any chance I get, I switch on the aircon, start the aromatherapy thingamajig and immediately crawl under the thick covers. Gila, my love for my bed.

The picture above was obviously ripped off from the Net la. But the colour scheme is similar to my room, purple/lilac with splashes of red/pink. Those select few who have had the honour to hang out in my room know la how it is.

Yah, I know, my third attempt. Let's see how this goes.