update?! could this be true?!?!

ok yeaa... i know i know this blog is a bit DEAD. give me a break la.. .i have a low attention span. or short... or low... what was i saying?

anyway, its been 2 weeks since i've touched down and hit KL soil... the icky, yucky, i wont ever sit on the soil if you paid me, soil... yea that one. but other than that, i was really glad to see my dad and then my nana and all my friends and family members.

i missed them heaps and i dont want this time to end but i really miss jordan too... *sobs uncontrollably* bah!!!!

anyway, i just got back from club med yesterday and it was awesome... i stayed there for 3days and 2 nights and it was so beautiful and relaxing... DIDNT EVER WANNA LEAVE!!!

now i'm inspired to become a G.O so i can live and work at club med... FOREVER!!!!!!!!!!!!

but i'll prob do that after my university is finished.

yea i know the photos dont have captions. its only because i saved it as a draft and now when i reopened it, its opened in html form and i cant read html for shit so yea... DEAL MOFOS! lol.

~break!~


tmrw, caryn and i are taking a drive down to MMU to visit my darling SSHB a.k.a sweet sugar hunny bunny a.k.a Chow.
BUT
the really fucked up thing is right...... that i dunno la. we're going for some free screening of something or rather and caryn told me that we "cant wear spag straps, miniskirts, sleeveless tops, hot pants or anything too revealing otherwise kena saman (fined) RM50".

.....

WHAT THE FUCK LA!?!?!?!?!
k that seriously pissed me off to the maximus la k. i mean, who the hell are these people trying to be? KELANTAN?

*GAR GAR GAR GAR GARRRR*

i hate it when people tell me what to do let alone what to wear. so... i'm saying FUCK this screening bullshit thing that i have to wear "decent" clothes to (not like what i wear is indecent but its the principle of it all) but yea, fuck that shit and instead of that, we shall kidnap chow and take her to a much more civilised place where you can where what you want, say what you wanna say and do what you want to do.

freedom, my ass la.

malaysia is going down the toilet. a smelly, clogged with maggot infested rats squat toilet.


anyway, i love malaysia, but i love the malaysia that i grew up with. I dont love the malaysia that its become over the years... or maybe my rose coloured glasses are starting to fade. *sigh*


love,
jo