What Bliss Means

For the first time, in a very long time too, I woke up after twelve in the afternoon. If it doesn't surprise you, it's a big shocker to me. I normally am up and rushing into the showers before seven thirty, people are depending on me to make it on time for class yo. How can I sleep under all that pressure wei.. And no matter how many times I accidentally switched off my alarm in my sleep, miraculously, I'll wake up in time for class, by the means of skipping shower and dashing off without a sock.

To be able to roll in bed till noon is indescribable. Hmm. Must be the pillows :)


Being home has both it's pro's and con's. Both which never fail to leave me at the end of the day very much thankful for. To have dad barging in the room minutes before half past eight, on a Saturday morning; after a looong week at college, literally yanking me and tall sister up from bed and dragging us halfway around Subang, and later on to then dentist's. To catch up with the best friend in person instead of undetailed updates on MSN because it's waaaay too expensive to just sit in the cyber cafe and watch crisps of notes burn away. Having to snatch and fight with Tall Sister for an extra pillow, ending up grabbing everything she has on the bed and only to end up with a miserable pillow. To have Mum's chicken Soup swirling in my tummy as I bounce up and down the flight of stairs in midsts of rush before heading for weekly youth gathering which I always fail to attend under normal circumstances.

And to just be home.

Blissful :)

Such As We Are Made Of

Being hostel ridden is depriving me of many things. I spend less time at home. Less time with the family. Lesser time with friends and with the comfy bed which I find less and less comfort in. this is increasingly frustrating each weekend I come home. Why? Because everyone's so keen on having a fraction of my time back home and it's driving me nuts. It's not like I don't WANT to. I'm merely human with 24 hours a day and can only be at one place at once, okay so shoot me alright.

:(

My Promise

I will make time this weekend.

*pinky swear*

When The Sky Smiles At You

It is a sign from above that the class test going on tomorrow would be postponed. And for a very stupid reason too - the questions haven't been printed -______-

At times like this, you ask yourself why did you bother in the first place. *swears*

Hello December!

:)

Another month to 2009 and to think that year 2007 is still fresh in my memory bank. How I relish those days. The days where I had all the time in the world to do as I please within the comfort zone. Still, after eleven whole months, I've finally learned to embrace and enjoy an entirely different phase of life. Something I deemed as impossible is after all possible.

Months have come and gone, along with many many eventful moments which I can never find time to rant it all out here. But yea, I'm hanging in there ;)

Since I have NO HOLIDAYS unlike 4523496124 other teenagers in Malaysia, already making plans for Penang makan trips; making up for lost time, because my college is so so stingy they leave me stunned sometimes...

This week I'm gonna study study study. *switches to nerd mode* I've got two tests this week, one next week and another one the following one and an assignment to hand in in the near future. What's a girl to do now? Study lah. And all my hopes of shedding the weight gained during the great depression are shattered into bits of caramel. Confining myself within the four walls of my room never helps when it comes to weight issues. Sighs.