there is just something about her 1st runnerup royal clumsiness, miss congeniality. in all her stoopidness and 'i dont get why i cant be tina' silliness, she just glows and makes everyone root for her. the sequel has more laughs than the first one, i must say. and despite the typical movie shots, miss congeniality pulls through together to give you one helluva laugh.
damn, that's 3 movies in a week.
i want to warn you about something called obesity. my mom's best friend now has two glaring scars on both her knees because her legs cannot stand her weight. the thing that bugs me is she doesnt care. she just bought herself a home spa kit (complete with small jacuzzi) tt cost more than a thousand dollars. she refuses to slim down nor guard what she eats. and she doesnt walk, she hobbles. not only does it hurt her, it can kill her. and in her own words 'kite wanita kalau dah lebih 40 dah di ambang maut (we women above 40 are living on the edge of death)'. i dont know why she's doing this to herself.
saw someone whom i tawt looked familiar but wasnt sure. she looked at me too, but we both didnt know where we've seen each other, but oh, never mind. some friend of my mom's looked at me and said 'what you do when you kecik-kecik? amik egg yolk and rub it on your cheeks?' and then they all laughed. funny.
im beginning to come to terms with myself looking eight years younger than my real age. i dont really mind it now. in fact, i think it might be a blessing. though i admit i havent had the blessing yet but i can wait.
the green telco has one of the worst customer service ever. they should just take this as constructive criticism. it's annoying how they dilly dally and take their own sweet time while patrons are sitting on bloody uncomfortable seats straining their necks to look at the non moving waiting number with Mr bean playing on the other tv. of all things, they had to show mr bean. passe, baby.
i have no one to accompany me to indie-pendent weekend. come with me tonite, no?
some people live a harder life than us and that's apparent with their wrinkles and many lines on their forehead and mouth. every line signifies something; a worry, sadness, happiness. looking at old people always make me think too much; what's their story, what are they doing now, what kind of family do they go home too. i wonder where i'll be when im that old, if i ever get that old. heh.
it's not height that scares me, it's the fear of falling. i stand beside a 10 storey block and i look down, but im not scared. i just feel that if i lean too much or too hard, the block will crumble, and the part tt im leaning on will fall to the ground.
if i cant get the green/pink/blue/yellow shoes that i want, then im going to make it happen. that's exactly what i need to do.
it's a full moon out and i feel my period coming. sometimes my menstruation is an elf hiding inside a cave, playing hide and seek.
we really need to get together for coffee and cookies (!). i dont like these things that keep us apart, do you? it's nothing we can control, i know. it's just something i can't wait, can't wait, can't wait to do.
we're like little turtles who just hatched and are frivolously paddling ourselves into the big blue ocean. i wish it was green. oh well.