17 muda lagi.

This is my favourite black jeans.

It has a big ass tear on it.

wtf?

I was talking on the phone, walking next to a parked car, then

a loud 'RIPPP' came from below and I felt a breeze blowing innocently against my thigh.

How did a parked car rip open a clothing material attached to one's leg, you ask? I don't know.

My capacity to infilct pain and trouble onto myself has doubled considerably.

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Hellogoodbye has so many love songs, it's hard to choose which one I'm going to put on full blast in order to continuously mourn and deny the fucked up crime that has been infamously known as my love life.

Oh wait, here's one.

"Girl its true,
I can never be away from you,
It's like you gloss your lips with glue,
We kiss and I am stuck to you."

sigh.

Aside from that, and a few random and not so random problems back home, everything else is awesome. I have two days left to waste away here.

But then again since I only have two days left, I guess I shouldn't waste them.

I can't wait to be dead lazy and annoy my maid with useless demands while rereading every book I have on my shelves.

And since I'm fatter now, I can imagine how my first breakfast in Malaysia would go like.

ika: (makan nasi lemak+roti canai+teh tarik+roti telur+lempeng)
kakcik: ika gemok!
ika: babi!
kakcik: gemok!
ika: Maaaaaaaaaaaa!

ika.

Current mood: FREEDOM!
Listening to: Stuck to You.