The well is so dry I will blog something so profound that it will take you another 3 days before you realise that I have not blogged anything substantial. Either it’s because things are so stress-less now that my mind is no longer pressured to think, and the multitude of massive, moderate and mild splenomegaly have dribbled out through my sinuses and I have absolutely nothing to blog about.
My life now revolves around shopping, gossiping, coffee, laundry and OH, the unsweetened organic soy milk at Cedele is FANTASTIC! But the stupid onion marmalata is so disgusting that such a myriad of emotions flitted across my otherwise expressionless face that it appeared a form of entertainment for fellow diner. I highly advise the rosemary brie chicken sandwich instead.
Another reason for my lack of material to blog is cuz I’ve been watching too much sex and the city. That well, my blog would turn into some sex blog if I allowed myself free expression. -_- On the otherhand, I suppose my hits will go jumping now that I’ve got the word ’sex’ thrice on my blog. Heh.
One of my favourite activities these days is laundry. I always overdose on washing powder. Heh heh. I’m still waiting for my tutorial on ‘how to iron pants the way where folding lines run down yr thighs 101′.
I hate the local movie scene. There is nothing really worth to watch, except Mr Bean’s Holiday (surprisingly endearing) and The Lives of Others, which we now finally can catch ever since hankering about it during the exams. Thank heavens for Cathay!
I have absolutely nothing to wear in my closet ok. Officially, I stood in front for like 15 min trying to figure out what to wear for the grad ceremony today, the movie , health chk and when I go visit Edna… -_-
