my ridunkulously boring Sunday.

There goes my Sunday. My pitiful, pathetic Sunday on which I wanted to spend the whole day finishing up my never ending game of FFX. And instead, I spent the whole day in Bagan Serai, right after Sunday school. Apparently, my grandma wanted to see her aunts, my great-grandmas. According to my mum, the most unreliable source in my entire family, one of her aunts is at her deathbed.
PFFFT.
Lies I tell you, LIES.
She was perfectly fine when I saw her. Heck, she was still walking around like any other ordinary 80 year old.

But that wasn't really the case. Their house. Their freakin house. IS MASSIVE. LIKE SUPERMASSIVE. I actually expected it to be like some kampung house or something. But my mum neglected to mention that her grandma's house is a freakin mansion. I was in absolute awe dammit. Apparently, all my grandpas and grandmums are successful, YOUNG, doctors and lawyers. They're like my mum and dad. SHUDDER.

So we left at 4-ish. And I kept on labeling my dad an emo coz he refused to talk to me. All over Chipsmore. WHAT THE HELL?
Ahhhhhhh, my dad was freakin hilarious today. He said he didn't wanna go to church today, coz there's gonna be an MU vs something match today.So he simply took the route to Kamunting and Changkat Jering and we ended up reaching home at 6.00 instead of 5.00. Mass was at 6.00 and my mum was nowhere near prepared to go for mass. Women these days....
But... Dad you are one smart ass.

And darn. I think I lost my BM2. Its not with me. Not with Jill either. I guess I have to do a freakin new book now. Pn Zainah is gonna dice me up with a ninjato, which is my primary weapon. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. HUZZAH FOR EXTREMELY SHARP JAPANESE SWORDS!!

Uh wells, the incoherent ramblings that lead you to the nice little assumption that I'm always on crack. That's me, bitch.