the 11:11:00 pm thrill

its a draw between wasting time and doing something productive. haha. its always the case for human beings. we crave for things we can't have.

somehow satisfaction and contentment doesnt exist. how now brown cow?

blogging has become therapeutic. alongside supermarket browsing and other finer things in life which people tend to disagree with me about. (huh kat how can be therapeutic! you okay not?).

i've since become your friendly neighbourhood loser.

who say going pasar malam not fun sia!

then there's always the urge to wanna bake cakes, cookies, muffins especially if they have white frosting or sth with a layer of white coating. (huh kat what coating its cream lah).

bodohs you know some people.

anyway, i should be happy cos i've managed to rent my brother's shock-resistant, authentic, confirm-nobody-in-the-school-or-neighbourhood-have-one phone. this kinda thing excites me actually. haha.

i thought that for today i was the coolest sia. carrying this green, big, box-like cell. but as i said it 37057098246 times before, good things doesnt last.

i accidentally drop the phone on the table a tad too hard and then it just shuts down.

haha.

pure luck.