oh im fine.. cobwebs, see.

not because ive temporarily abandoned this shit-of-a-blog. more like because there's no tags.

come on now. give me a sign. give me a tag.

what to tag if i dont update, right? okie so im updating now. im typing a post as i speak. type..whatever.

actually nothing's been happening. nothing interesting, to be more specific.

i wish i were lina.. attending kayaking competitions for almost this whole week and coming home with medals and a hot tan.

ive been studying though. catching up with lots of stuffs. yup. other than that, no. nothing. nothiing!!!!

im a bore. sue me! sue me!!! finally!! something interesting!!

ive been waking up around 11 in the morning every single day for this whole week. well.. actually i wake up at 9. to have breakfast. then i sleep again.

yea so i wake up again and watch kids central with syak. then i would sleep again. and wake up to have lunch. watch tv again. do a little bit of studying.. may be little but at least i absorb them!!

im a potato. a pig. procrastinator. pathetic. pizza. prata. peace. ...whatever p you can think of. but never, i repeat, never, PESSIMISTIC.

i went to the kitchen for the nth time, opening to fridge praying to find a leftover chocolate bar or anything i can feed on, and my gmum was there doing the washing and realized i was still in yesterday's clothes.

she started nagging. yea so i hadnt taken a shower since.. in a sense, i was doing her a favour. and i was also economising.... so what gives?

ive learnt to shut my mouth until she runs out of steam. unfortunately it appears today she has more steam than a constantly boiling kettle.

i didnt quite get what she was trying to tell me because i kind of zoned out after the first six syllables have been uttered. but i believed it's something to do with my.. lifestyle?

i know so because i feel the same. i know its not healthy.. late nights and even later morning.. too much sleeping.. too much junk food..

maybe that's why i feel kind of.. woozy lately. im not myself and hannan reckoned i need to 'socialise' and 'hang out with friends'.

yea why dont you ask me out already, hannan? haha.

but im enjoying life! my life. i mean, i wont get to do this once term 3 starts. heck.. just next week i will have to rise up early for school already!!

im not the only one with lifestyle problems. my mom! oh god. she..she... she.. i dont even know how to start!!!

she's not helping my case. every night she brings home fast food. burgers, fries, coke..you name it.

"mom, fast food is not good for you," i said to her with my mouth full. mcnuggets..yummy. "its unhealthy! and while im saving up money, here you are wasting them on food."

"its never a waste of money if you spend them on food. anyway, im still working so i can afford these. enjoy life to the fullest!" she exclaimed.

and at that moment, a camera advertisement had came up on the tv and lina had gushed about wanting it and mom said yea she will get it for her.

..the mcnuggets in my mouth turned to cardboard. honestly? im worried for my mom.

actually my whole piggy lifestyle ive developed is a form of protest. hoping that my mom would notice but shes too busy working to notice and im so used to it to bother anymore.

just so you know, there's this mandarin conversational classes which im very interested in. its held conveniently at the mosque and the fees are very convenient too. its just the time, you see.

"you dont mind my taking up mandarin classes, right?"
"of course not. i think its a great idea."
"what about money?"
"money's not a problem."
"ohkayy."
"call me when the class ends. ill come pick you up and we can grab lunch at macs."
"you mean dinner.. very late dinner."
"dinner?"

she stared at me and i stared at her and realization hit me like a boulder right on my head. i reminded her that it starts at 8 and ends at 9.30 pm and she immediately changed her mind.

obviously she doesnt trust me. no. she's just a worry wart. been watching too much 'missing' on channel 5.

hello, mom? im 16.

oh well. i should count my blessings that she didnt pick the clothes i should wear. hah kidding. ..kind of. she still wouldnt let me out the house wearing sleeveless or shorts that are short or faded beyond colour recognition.

my mom.. ((: sigh.

as much as im still pissed off with her for not letting me attend mandarin classes just because its after 7, i try to understand her. be in her stinky shoes.

but im a teenager hence my resorting to 'piggy lifestyle' as a protest to this whole craziness.

didnt thought i would get addicted to it. ah. i should seen that one coming though.

anyways. im in love with the song tennis court soundtrack by daphne loves derby.. (((: its such a sad, emotional kind of song, accompanied with plucking and strumming of the guitar.

argh i just love the guitar bit. man.. i cannot imagine a song without guitar chords. i cannot imagine my life without my gary. ..(: