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Wednesday, December 09, 2009 || 1:31 am

Gearing towards the end of 2009, I must admit so much sh*t has happened and I guess a part of me is grateful of every bit. But sh*t! Why does it still seem like I have so many things to do? I've got a job now, my first year of uni is over...

Whatever. My room remains a mess, my job requires toilet cleaning now (whut?), and my sister is off to China to train for the London Olympics (not!) ... I guess it's sort of one of her higher priority goals, just because father and mother have invested so much into her badminton training. I do wish she'd get somewhere in her badminton career. I've been thinking of getting back to it, but like always - I'm all talk and no action. F***! Yeah and out comes the love-handles, the accummulating thickness of my thunder thighs which is most probably the outcomes of binge eating sh*t like Mi Goreng and McDonald's. Yeah I'm so proud of my fattiness :) ... not!

I should really sleep.

I don't blog much anymore, because i'm a lazy f*ck.

I have things going on this week, and I'm disorganised because use of my uni diary ceased when i left the venue of my last exam.

I still want to go out with my friends :(

Work Xmas party on Saturday night, wedding on Sunday... Friday - SOMETHING. You know, I want to get smashed to the point of vertigo, and blurry people... but . i don't know.

Listening to phone convo outside: my sister would have landed by now... they don't see her in arrivals. SH*T GG