Friday, 30 May 2008
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undisturbed. unmoved.
Just to remind you again, a true friend listens and puts the judging court away from the endless conflicts. Undisturbed, unmoved by the raising dramatic shitt.
Yeah. Idk wassup wif de words but I mean it when I saw my picture with my two friends karaoke-ing till 1am in de morning. Big deal to know the truth. Big deal.
So today is the Kaamatan Festival. Being a moody me, I suddenly decided to rotate my a-whole-day-resting day to a hang-out-day with Zilla. I went to mall to get myself few stuffs that I’ve been wanting, no wait...scratch that, stuffs that I’ve been desperately wanting to buy. That so desperate, so called important, contemporary satisfaction stuff to buy was a pink and fancy looking container. I need the container because I am sick of rushing to the kitchen in the morning, with my car key and files falling on the floor, rushing to the cupboard and searching for an empty and CUTE container to take away my breakfast to office. Not that our kitchen is running out of containers, but most of the small and tiny containers are usually used to keep last night's leftovers. ANd what's left are those big and fat-sized containers to put 5 zirrafah and 3 elephants inside. I need to take awat something to eat in the office with Ruddey. I swear I wont have the time to go down and breakfast at the cafe [plus the office staffs are so rich with rumours and fabolous with hot CNN paparazis. Going out breakfast with a security guard is as though dating Nick Carter in 1999].
Done with the container shopping, [i shopped alone since Zilla had to attend her singing thingy at SESB]. I got myself hangers to hang my working clothes. So malas to iron baju every morning. Kelam kabut bah. Hehe. Got myself two pink ballpens, Glade Pink Passion car perfume, and toothbrush, but I forgot to buy eyeliner. [i feel like telling you as detailed as possible and i dont care if my entry is as long as Cecilia Ahern's novel at the MPH bookshelf].
It seems shopping is the highlight for today’s post and it is so obvious that I choose to think about the pain of taking out money from my baby-wallet, than screwing my head thinking about scary witches and alligators people in the office. Tommorow I’ll be cheerleading at the KDCA’s Unduk Ngadau beauty pageant with rm40 allounce and a blue Celcom’s T-Shirt with a “Unbeatable” text on my chest.
A magic piece of a rocky cosmetic.
Wxyz,
-Sarah.
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