Monday, September 28, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
i like to run with scissors. it makes me feel dangerous.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Its a slow day. It feels like house arrest. I can hardly go out; parents are paranoid, Mom is using crutches and Dad (and Ijat) is busy preparing for his leave. This Sunday. Bro, its your last week to be a KL-ite. Maybe i'll take him to a movie or something. Yeah.