because it wasn't any other song but this one

This is what happens when your brothers watch Transformers 2 every single day and at the point in which this song is playing, you decide to turn your head around and watch.

Honestly. I'm addicted.

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No matter how I try not to get my hands dirty during/after the painting process, it will always end up the same. Can't blame my clumsy hands, now can I? The painting I did today? It's on Facebook. I'll upload it here later tonight when the connection ain't that connection. Or maybe, i won't. We shall see, huh.

By the way Darrell, yet again, I have something to tell you so get onto MSN as soon as you can okay? :D

ah, mon dieu

I don't think I ever can stay at home after school. Know what I did yesterday? I two servings of nasi lemak in the morning and two in the afternoon. I napped for about an hour from 1pm and woke up and watched Harry Potter and The Half-Blood Prince. Earlier, I watched Valentino: The Last Emperor. Other than that, I did nothing. Fine. Maybe not nothing. I did sketch and that was it. My God.

One thing's for sure: I'll be occupied throughout the whole of next week. Why?

1. Badminton. I don't know why I signed up. I just got bored.
2. Netball. Annual thing. Can never, I stress, NEVER, be missed.
3. Basketball after school. I need to fix my dribbling.
4. Field trip to Zoo Negara :D
5. More sketches. And that temporarily postponed canvas.

It is crucial to fulfill everything in said list and I don't care how. It must be done. That's all. And know what? I think I might've gotten slightly slimmer. Maybe. I don't know. See. Berkat kejar orang macam katak masa main basketball. Yes. I, apparently, play like a frog. Haha. I think it's good for my reflexes.

Apparently, I'm the agile one. And also the one who falls all the time. Bak kata Syaza, "Asal pandang belakang sure rasa macam ada orang jatuh" :D
Yeah. Granted, I am clumsy. So what?

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And this sort-of is the last sketch of my current sketch book which has now been reduced to tatters. Trust me, it really is tattered. The binding is destroyed and the front cover has come off. It's okay as I get to start in the Monologue which I bought months ago. Granted the paper smells peculiar but the texture and thickness of it is just lush. I thought I'd start today but maybe not. I tried sketching some stuff out but it just didn't work which sucks. Altogether though, I wouldn't want to ruin the first page of a real purdee sketch book now would I?

Either ways. There actually is another sketch after this particular Chanel one but I forgot to take a picture of it. I think I'll post it up tomorrow instead. And anyway, it isn't that nice. It's more of a sketch I did of what I wish I had. One of them is thigh-high boots. Just utter lushness. If only I had the thighs and, not to mention, money to own them.

Ok. What else. Mmmmmm. OH. Yes. If you've read on Aisyah's blog, I will be starting tshirts again. God-knows when but I will. Not this month though. I'm a little dry on cash.

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This would be one of my-kononnya-many distractions before PMR results come out. Yeah. I just took this book off the shelf from Popular because I didn't feel like reading anymore of Jodi Picoult's or any other books I've been eyeing. I suppose one needs a change of view once in a while, don't they? The description in the back sounds interesting so this could keep me entertained throughout the upcoming long weeks.

Speaking of long weeks, I can't wait to go to school tomorrow. Killer with them people, if we are needed, lending some helping hands for the teachers and hardcore basketball with Aisyah. I am going to lose my weight, I SWEAR. I think over last week, I lost 2kg or so. I was jumping about like a high jumping jellybean in the stor sukan when I went to see Cikgu Syamsurri to get my Scout marks.

Speaking of losing weight, I wore my kebaya earlier today which I last wore during Cempaka's Fame and, JACKPOT, it fit nicely. The other day it was tight around my waist but now it's quite loose so, eat that momma. Okay. Not. Sorry. But well, if I play basketball nearly everyday I guess I could lose some more fat and weight.

a case of mistaken identity

K : *makan dengan lahapnya*
U : MUM. Tepi mum!
K : *makan lagi*
U : MUMMMMMMMMMM! Tepi! I nak duduk!
D : Umar, tu kakak lah.
K : Ha? Oh *gelak gila-gila* And this is not the first time eh Umar? *grin*

This is the second time Umar thought that I was mum. Honestly, can't you tell the difference? I'm way fatter than mum and mum is shorter than me and never ties her hair up. Umar's making me feel old which is.......suck-ish.

Brothers will be brothers won't they?