I know I haven't blogged for a week. Pardon me for being co cliché but really, I was super busy and couldn’t find a decent period of time to blog. And since I have an incredible little amount of memory space in my head, it simply isn’t possible for me to blog every single thing that happened last week. So, I shall just skim through the most significant stuff.
Of course, the event that surfaced to the top of my mind at this moment is the one that involved my darlings and I. Syuhada didn’t join us that day, Friday, to be exact, for our tip to TM to watch the long-awaited Harry Potter and The Order of The Phoenix. I have to agree with the critics with this one, it actually kind of sucks. There was so much talking, and mostly it didn’t involve much about the Order itself, when ironically the movie was named after it. The action scenes were so little and it seemed like only a quarter of the movie was interesting.
This has got to be the worst HP movie so far.
Anyway, before that, Tauhidah and Natasya came to my house – since they didn’t want top go back to their own houses. They are really a bunch of complainers when it comes to walking long distances. But they still have their sense of humor when they’re complaining. They were, in fact the reason why Farhana triumphed over the little mind set that we would be late. Tauhidah and Natasya used the time in my house to surf the Internet, or looked at people’s Friendster pictures, rather.
My mom bought us KFC stuff and pretty left us alone after that. My sister, on the other hand, kept popping into the room, just like how any other little sister would.
Tauhidah had a little accident and I think I should not mention it here for all to see, in case she reads this and decides to kill me. But whatever, it was funny.
I was forced by the two to take bus #38 all the way to the interchange to go to TM. I initially wanted to take the MRT but they have a phobia of MRTs, ever since they saw a video of someone committing suicide on the MRT track. I could have sworn that we would have reached TM much, much earlier if we had taken the MRT, as it only takes one pathetic stop from Simei to Tampinese. But if you really think it through, it isn’t that pathetic, since the MRT station is just a hop, skip, jump and a few step to TM’s entrance. Obviously, Amirah and Farhana beat us there. They were kind enough to reserve seats for us for the 3.25 pm show. And, yeah, we made it. Oh yes, this reminds me, Farhana, Tauhidah and Natasya owe me money, because Farhana asked me to pay for her nachos and Tauhidah and Natasya stole my coke and popcorn. Hinting.
After the movie, we walked around TM and then proceeded home. I hate when we finish watching movies. Everyone will rush to the toilet and then shrug their shoulders when asked where we’re going next or what we’ll be doing. And the simplest solution is to go home.
Oh well.
Hah. One more day to my birthday. But I’m not as hyped up as my previous Day-Before-Birthdays.
Happy Birthday to me.
Happy Birthday to me.
Let’s all hope I’ll find out,
The name of that guy and announce it to the whole world here, in my stupid and boring blog. Sigh, I can’t believe I’m that horrible in rhyming some stupid song.
To EGGS:
Sorry for my bad mood-ness today. I know I suck when I’m not myself. I don’t hate you guys, okay? I love you all.
<3
p.s. Thanks Imen, for sending me awesome ass-kicking songs.
Of course, the event that surfaced to the top of my mind at this moment is the one that involved my darlings and I. Syuhada didn’t join us that day, Friday, to be exact, for our tip to TM to watch the long-awaited Harry Potter and The Order of The Phoenix. I have to agree with the critics with this one, it actually kind of sucks. There was so much talking, and mostly it didn’t involve much about the Order itself, when ironically the movie was named after it. The action scenes were so little and it seemed like only a quarter of the movie was interesting.
This has got to be the worst HP movie so far.
Anyway, before that, Tauhidah and Natasya came to my house – since they didn’t want top go back to their own houses. They are really a bunch of complainers when it comes to walking long distances. But they still have their sense of humor when they’re complaining. They were, in fact the reason why Farhana triumphed over the little mind set that we would be late. Tauhidah and Natasya used the time in my house to surf the Internet, or looked at people’s Friendster pictures, rather.
My mom bought us KFC stuff and pretty left us alone after that. My sister, on the other hand, kept popping into the room, just like how any other little sister would.
Tauhidah had a little accident and I think I should not mention it here for all to see, in case she reads this and decides to kill me. But whatever, it was funny.
I was forced by the two to take bus #38 all the way to the interchange to go to TM. I initially wanted to take the MRT but they have a phobia of MRTs, ever since they saw a video of someone committing suicide on the MRT track. I could have sworn that we would have reached TM much, much earlier if we had taken the MRT, as it only takes one pathetic stop from Simei to Tampinese. But if you really think it through, it isn’t that pathetic, since the MRT station is just a hop, skip, jump and a few step to TM’s entrance. Obviously, Amirah and Farhana beat us there. They were kind enough to reserve seats for us for the 3.25 pm show. And, yeah, we made it. Oh yes, this reminds me, Farhana, Tauhidah and Natasya owe me money, because Farhana asked me to pay for her nachos and Tauhidah and Natasya stole my coke and popcorn. Hinting.
After the movie, we walked around TM and then proceeded home. I hate when we finish watching movies. Everyone will rush to the toilet and then shrug their shoulders when asked where we’re going next or what we’ll be doing. And the simplest solution is to go home.
Oh well.
Hah. One more day to my birthday. But I’m not as hyped up as my previous Day-Before-Birthdays.
Happy Birthday to me.
Happy Birthday to me.
Let’s all hope I’ll find out,
The name of that guy and announce it to the whole world here, in my stupid and boring blog. Sigh, I can’t believe I’m that horrible in rhyming some stupid song.
To EGGS:
Sorry for my bad mood-ness today. I know I suck when I’m not myself. I don’t hate you guys, okay? I love you all.
<3
p.s. Thanks Imen, for sending me awesome ass-kicking songs.
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