i decided that today...(a sunday lehh) i should do my sch work.."do a spread..what ever u can picture about this story...just draw..stop thinking and just draw me a spread!!!!..AGENTS ARE GO!!!!!!" okay okay.. he didnt say tt tiny last part...so i called nadia. working daaa....till 6 lehh... then i called fahmi...and thank god he wasnt lazy today or agreed to follow his dad watch anugerah at eastpoint...(repeat) anugerahhh lehhhh.... kinda random abit. but not so.niwaez he said yes.

rinse. brush. rinse.

rinse. shampoo. soap. sponge. rinse.

rinse. face wash. rinse.

last rinse.

got ready. carpark. car keys. drove to his blk. typed a msg. no reply. found out i didnt send it. NO WONDER! i still need to get used to china phone ar...(already sissy-fied U KNOE????) cleaned my windows. call. fahmi lahh who else..then off to national lib!!!

i hate the national library for its nonsense librarians. 

"scuse me. dun sit here.covering books on shelf"

"oh so sorry"

(found a pillar...not covering books)

"scuse me. dun sit here. blocking the way for the trolleys"

"oh so sorry"

*dialled SUZIE*

"we've been asked to move!!!"

"kk im cmg back"

borrowed our books and belah-ed. 

next. west coast park! damn far.damn random. 2 goondoos..(its coz we're never the ones to know where is where...but i gez we're quite smart coz we did manage to figure out where to go and stuff..with the help of the streetdirectory of coz...MY streetdirectory...(wait..my mum bought it..so my mum ajer lah yang pandai dlm situasi sebergini kann??) its the mos nicest mcd i've ever been too..its like east coast..cept its west...wait.. what am i saying..its better...not that 'west' in general is better than 'east'.. but it was such a beautiful place. i mean its so green... cute families..with cute dogs.. and cute kids. painting a very perfect picture of what having a family is...the weather was also great..alhamdullilah...not hot.. just right..mcd was extra conducive...

ard 6.20: dinner

nasi ayam penyet at West Coast Plaza The Infront.

then send mimi back so he can go read his HP book..one of the things on his "to-do before NS list" its right below "practicing standing broad jump" (why u ask?) only he can answer....

next hang with nad..who was not wearing any clothes when i called her...(dun imagine please...) so drove to her blk. picked her up and...

"oh tt starbucks with the second floor" we went...another goondoo(and by that, i mean dunnhowtogowherebywhatroutewhatsoeverbebeh) but we manage to find it..which is awesome. big splash starbucks dunno how to make my raspberry ripply thingi. it had ice chips..not well blended arrrr.. i like my drinks smooth..u're suppose to feel like a princess when u drink it (princess???) its coz its like eating a raspberry ripple ice-cream minus the dripping mess and the chewing....like someone did that all for you,leaving u with just the task of enjoying the taste. haishhh...nad had dunnoewhat drink and a dunnoewat cheesecake. and we talked. she told a tale of a silly girl and her flirtatious ways. i told a tale of a happy girl who had the most splendid day. we both smled and left the starbucks coz it was getting smokey....damn you smokeroos! 

so we drove off with the windows down. 

"nad darl, i have to clue how to get back"

"ro, neither do i"

so we drove..i thought i was following the signs pointing to PIE. but then it made me go round and round like a merry go round...then i saw a sign to ECP, and  felt more confident. and safe..highways make me feel safe. minus the possibilities of accidents. talked while sending her home. drove back and alangkah saye terperanjatnye...takde parking cept for the ones tt are roofless. my sweets are going to melt...bye bye sweets...bye bye kerepek sambal...haiya! and when da park baru dapat msg...(let me switch back to eng) my mum msged.i replied as i dragged my feet down 6 short flight of stairs..imagining the sweets crying for help...with their high pitch screechy irritating voice they scream, "we're meeeeellllllttttiiiiinggggggg...".

then i had to remind myself to call maya about badminton...

"callmayacallmayacallmayacallmayacallmayacallmayacallmayacallmayacallmayacallmaya" all the way home..dropped my bags.carried the books in with me as i reported to my mother "ma, i dah balik" flipped the curtain hoping she caught a glimpse of me juggling a heavy stack of books plus one file to show her that her daughter is rajin and has potential to be the next julia robert or anne hataway or even maryl streeeeep bebeh... but she didnt for she was half asleep. she let out a barely audible "mmmm..ok" and continued watching her tv. i love my mum and she loves all of us...though she screams if we balik lambat (gillerrrr) but her faintt one breather acknowledgment sighs shows she cares and she's extremely thankful we're back safe at home. releasing a last sigh of relief she falls back deep into her sleep going back to her lovely dreams of her 3 lovely kids.....dreams of her non-existent 'lovely' kids...heh