and here i am eating ice cream on my bed (i noe how some families have issues bout that, in a lil way im sorta glad that my mum's cool with this sorta stuff)
sticking my puny spoon into the lil bowl.
pink and white ripple effect ice cream comes in a tub. somehow this cheapo "kings" ice cream doesnt taste half as good as those $1 one you see everywhere. Old uncles with their lil motorbikes. damn cute.
i love those bread kind.
i realized that thats the one rare items left untouched by the Gst-and-everything-else hike.
one dollar one dollar.
Balcony trip's postponed to next week. Gab that MASCOT still working. hahaha. Crys's gona go drink at east coast. i cant drink sooooo its okayyyyyy.
my ice-cream,'A complicated Kindness' and Itunes will keep me accompanied tonight.
an itty bitty part of me feels rather distraught though. dang rare that both mum and dad are out of town.
i wana go home l8 l8 lehhhhh.
phooey.
sher no more happenin' alreadyy.
plus i've no din din tonight and everyoneee else has made plans already. plus my i have idiosyncracies (or u may call it insecurities) because i find it super loser-woozer-sourmilk banana to eat by myself.
u noe why? cuz i always laugh at people who eat alone.
its a secret. u dont laugh i tell you. i will laugh at you for laughing at me.
OWWW HUNGER PANG.
OH WELL.
hold on while i go playy scissors paper stone by myself.
