Been doing a shitload of quizzes lately. Know why? I'm bored shitless. Maybe I shld blog. About....something or other.

Y'know, I've not blogged about my sister's wedding and my birthday dinner yet! Gosh. They happened in December. I'm the shittiest blogger alive.

*slaps self 23 times*

So, wat have I been doing at home? Nothing. Besides everyday cleaning stuff and reading, nothing. Have not read as much as I'd liked to have lately too, cos my mom cannot stand the sight of me being stationary. The woman thinks that if she, an ageing person, can do housework like she does, loads younger and energetic me shld be comparable to a freak-assed cleaning machine.

It was good cleaning my cupboard yesterday, though. Cos I had to try on lots of clothes to see if they'd miraculously fit, and guess wat? I actually fit into them! There is a god. I've been wanting to put on weight, but there're so many outfits I love that require un-whale-like attributes to look good in. So I'm replacing my 'Get Fat For Bigger Boobs' mantra with 'Stay The Same, Love Yourself'. It's gonna be a whole new era, like no other. Ok, that sentence was stupid. I'm bored, bear with me.

I was complaining to Kay only last night about my microscopic boobs. And I was thinking to myself, "Man, this is getting tiring, this dissatisfaction." A moment later, a few electric charges flew about my brain and this teeny, rusty light bulb in it flickered a bit and lit up. These words flashed across my mind:

THEN STOP LAH!

So I shall. And if Jay insists on my not changing myself, why shld I care anymore?

Offical declaration: I'm 33-24-36 and I'm bloody happy about it.

*dances away into the evening in blissful oblivion*