The Monkey Says: Is Your Mom As Paranoid As Mine?

Wahlau I didn't touch the computer for 24 hours and already I'm having difficulty typing. What is this man!!!!

Anyhoos.


Greetings.

I can see how all of you are disinterested in my blog the moment I stop updating it judging from the amount of hits I reach which decreases everyday I don't update.
Damn gila la you all, expect me to update everyday!

Although I do. BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT OK.


I've been busy spending and making the most out of my last few days of holidays before I'm back to that ugly blue chair and table with Lee Hom scribbled all over it.

Was at Marcia's party on Friday and stayed over at her place and on Saturday, went over to Low Yat Sg Wang Times Square (2 hours late wtf I am queen of Malaysian timing) to meet up with Nat Gin and Kheng Loon.

Then off to the optical shop where I chose my new pair of glasses.


Half of my optician and I.

My mother is damn paranoid I tell you. At the present moment, I have one perfectly perfect pair of glasses (yes I wear glasses dumbass) yet that does not suffice for my dear mother. She claims that if anything happens to it (choy!) I will need a spare pair therefore our family is like famous for making zakafagazillion pairs of glasses every year. You think la ha, my dad my mom my sis mine my aunt wtf like family optician but oh oh he is!

On average, everyone in my family has 2 pairs of glasses. That's like minimum requirement to enter the family wtf. Hahaha! My dad has 3 or 4. My mom I dunno man that woman forever making new glasses.

So like since I stepped on mine last year which I swear really is an accident okay!!!, the new one is arriving either tomorrow or Monday.

Sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeet =)