Tuesday, December 09, 2008 @ 12:54 AM


Stanchart was a big fuck. A huge big fuck. I ended up being tired and physically drained. And wearing white shoes in a muddy field was pretty smart. But the atmosphere was great. Only, I wasn't feeling it. Pinoy woman annoyed me beyond reason and I wanted to push her over the railings, allowing her to be trampled by the stampede, that is the humans.

Oh Stanchart, what a waste you were. I only hope there are several good peeks.

The moment I got home, I slept from 1030am to 8pm. It was such a good sleep even though I felt so icky. But it was sooo good. I can't recall what I did after that.

Hari Raya Haji just now at my place and my paternal grandparents. My mum's parents are away at Surabaya to sacrifice sheeps/cows, so there's only one place to go this year! It feels good to leave the house really late. Maybe we should do this every year.