I am a dancing queen. Harhar.
As a surprise, my sister came back from KL yesterday. I was happy. But the part where she drives with the speed of less than 60km/hour is really annoying. In addition, when I came home this early morning, she acted like my mom and looked at me with all of her wildest and worst assumptions playing around in her head while she asked me where I’ve been. Hell, even my mom knows where I was heading to. I really hope that she will be like this guy’s brother. Well, who sounds rather cool in a way. Sigh.
Does anybody out there knows how to salsa? I’m really curious and it looks like fun, I kind of figured a few steps but not sure if it’s correct or not. So, erm anybody mind to give me some pointers? Does anybody have any good recommendations on some real good alcohol drink?
The outing was quite fun I’d say. But it is very weird indeed that I was actually thinking about K the whole time. Especially the time when I got back home all sweaty and tired. As I was trying to go to sleep, I couldn’t help but to think of how I would fit into his arms so perfectly and how compatible we were when cuddling. It was all natural and fuzzy.
Eek! Okay, some of you may have goosebumps now.
No doubt that I am a very cuddly person so I curled up with my warm comforter and bolster and forced myself to sleep with emptiness in me and missing the people that I cared for who doesn’t really know how to appreciate me. Sad.
I’ve been sitting here for the past two hours and this is what I can think of to write. Yeah, writer’s block. Besides, I’m starting to feel sleepy while listening to Sigur Ros.
I’ll blog if I can think of anything else to write. Meanwhile, I got to reply some emails and do some reading or maybe get some good nap.
[soundbites]
Sigur Ros – Agaetis Byrjun
Sigur Ros – untitiled (Track 7)
As a surprise, my sister came back from KL yesterday. I was happy. But the part where she drives with the speed of less than 60km/hour is really annoying. In addition, when I came home this early morning, she acted like my mom and looked at me with all of her wildest and worst assumptions playing around in her head while she asked me where I’ve been. Hell, even my mom knows where I was heading to. I really hope that she will be like this guy’s brother. Well, who sounds rather cool in a way. Sigh.
Does anybody out there knows how to salsa? I’m really curious and it looks like fun, I kind of figured a few steps but not sure if it’s correct or not. So, erm anybody mind to give me some pointers? Does anybody have any good recommendations on some real good alcohol drink?
The outing was quite fun I’d say. But it is very weird indeed that I was actually thinking about K the whole time. Especially the time when I got back home all sweaty and tired. As I was trying to go to sleep, I couldn’t help but to think of how I would fit into his arms so perfectly and how compatible we were when cuddling. It was all natural and fuzzy.
Eek! Okay, some of you may have goosebumps now.
No doubt that I am a very cuddly person so I curled up with my warm comforter and bolster and forced myself to sleep with emptiness in me and missing the people that I cared for who doesn’t really know how to appreciate me. Sad.
I’ve been sitting here for the past two hours and this is what I can think of to write. Yeah, writer’s block. Besides, I’m starting to feel sleepy while listening to Sigur Ros.
I’ll blog if I can think of anything else to write. Meanwhile, I got to reply some emails and do some reading or maybe get some good nap.
[soundbites]
Sigur Ros – Agaetis Byrjun
Sigur Ros – untitiled (Track 7)
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