Take off your shoes, please.

The D.Va

I believe this day will always be on my mind.

A lot of the firsts.

The first time.. playing tennis.

The first time.. roller blading.

The first time.. attending to a wound.

The first time.. getting hit real hard at the back of the head by an Indian man.

It's no joke. I thought the world was spinning really swiftly through my eyes. It was.. scary.

Now, I've lost faith in people asking for donations in the name of helping ex-convicts. No manners to call me a bitch, and to even actually start a fight.

You know what. I'm just gonna write up to the all the forums in all the newspapers in Singapore to actually be aware of these illiterate morons. Giving compassion & charity a bad name.

I love my FASHIONtard.


Headspin.

Lotza Lurrrve,
.AinZulkifni.





Yes. That's Mr Fashiontard, and yours truly.

heh...



And, congrats to my cousin, Andan, and his partner, Lily, on their wedding!


Finally.

Lotza Lurrrve,
.AinZulkifni.

HE'S BACK!


Finally.

Lotza Lurrrve,
.AinZulkifni.

I'm feeling super bloated today.

And, I don't feel like doing anything.

This bloatedness is so uncomfortable.

Why am I feeling so bloated?

Annoying.

Ok. It's 20:03 now. And I just finished a tub of peanut butter all by myself.

And I'm fucking, fucking, fucking annoyed. I'm feeling so bloated. And now I'm feeling fucking fat. I don't know what to do. I've worked out. It should be fine right? Not to me. I don't know. I'm so restless now thinking of the peanut butter that I savoured. I feel so guilty. And nobody understands. NOBODY.

I'M SO FUCKING GUILTY AND MAD AT MYSELF.


20th of December.

Lotza Lurrrve,
.AinZulkifni.

The baking session was a SUCCESS!

Yay!

It's December 15th.

Just FIVE more days.


20th of December.

Lotza Lurrrve,
.AinZulkifni.

I'm on a baking spree.

I'm gonna bake Caramel Croissant Pudding tomorrow morning.

The next time will be Mint Chocolate Cupcakes. After that, Flourless Chocolate Brownie with Hot Sauce.

I think the PMS causes this baking fever.


20th of December.

Lotza Lurrrve,
.AinZulkifni.

I miss Azlie.

Azlie come to school again, and bring me KFC!

I don't care. I want my KFC!


20th of December.

Lotza Lurrrve,
.AinZulkifni.

Whoever that's feeling fat, raise up your hand.

*high five*

I'm feeling fat. And it's driving me NUTS!


20th of December.

Lotza Lurrrve,
.AinZulkifni.

I was so happy because Nenek cooked Nasi Tomato. And I ate a lot. And I really mean A LOT!

And so, I was home, and I was working out. I felt something up my throat. It really felt bad. I ignored it at first. And, half an hour into the workout, in all sweats, I went to the bathroom. And, I threw up. Yeah, threw up. Well the thing was that I really felt like throwing up. It was really, really up my throat. However, it just wouldn't come out. And, so, to relieve myself, I forced it out. Yeah, sticking my fingers down my throat. And, dude, I'm telling you getting those excess food out of your system really does feel good. But, after that, you're throat suffers. It's painful boobs.

After that, I continued with my workout.

My mum says I'm all bones. So sad. But, I'm happy.

ahah...

All bones is hawt what ibu.

heh...

I just wouldn't listen. I know.

I still feel fat. Extra workout session tomorrow. Rain or shine.


20th of December.

Lotza Lurrrve,
.AinZulkifni.

So, I was chatting with Mr Fashiontard in the afternoon. And, I told him of the message I got on Myspace. It's this guy called Shawn. Apparently, he's from Shawn & Nat Modelling agency, which doesn't even exist I reckon. Nothing appeared when I googled that name. So, the conversation goes like this...

Ain
Hunny, there's this guy on Myspace who just left his name and contact so that I can contact him, lest I be interested to be his model for some photoshoot.

Mr Fashontard
Ouh? Great. go for it. That's if your interested.

(pause)

Mr Fashiontard
Wait, google his company name girl.

Ain
Already. And it turned out ZERO results.

Mr Fashiontard
It's not legit then.

Ain
I knew that before you said that.

(pause)

Mr Fashiontard
Give me his number baby girl.

Ain
No. No. No. You're so gonna give him a prank call. I so know you will.

Mr Fashiontard
Naww. Prank calls are childish. It's one level above prank calls. I don't know what you will call it.

Ain
Ok. Whatever. Not as if I care. (number) Do whatever you wanna do with it.

Mr Fashiontard
I'm gonna call him and say... "Hi, this is Ain's parent. And I heard you're interested in getting her as your model? Maybe we can meet up some where to discuss the details..."

Ain
...

Mr Fashiontard
"Say we meet at Newton MRT. At 2pm? Yeah. Sure. That'd be great. See you."

Ain
Why Newton?

Mr Fashiontard
I don't know. Random.

Ain
Well, hunny. U do know that he's gonna know ur number thru dat phone call rght?

Mr Fashiontard
Yeah. The fact that I'm calling him from America makes it more fun. And after that, I'm gonna pass his number to all my friends, and they're gonna do the same thing to him.

Ain
Hmm.. ok hunny. Do whatever you deem is right. I'm sure it's hell lotta fun for you.. and your friends.

Mr Fashiontard
Sure it will, girl.

Ok, he really is a retard. No kidding. I guess he's really bored of life in cold LA right now. At least he has something healthy to do.

ahah...

So retarded, my Fashiontard.

Tomorrow's Hari Raya Haji. I can't wait to go to Nenek's house. MAKAN TIME!! Nasi Tomato! Ayam Masak Merah! Ok, the thought of food makes me drool, and its driving me crazy.

I shall tone down now. And be patient.


20th of December.

Lotza Lurrrve,
.AinZulkifni.

Nenek's surprise birthday party was awesome. There was so much noise. So much laughter. Family bonding time. To see how similar my dad is to my nenek & atok was amazing! It really, was just so amusing.

I had half a pack of chicken rice, and around FIVE slices of log cake. That's so sinful. I nearly took laxatives last night. Nearly. Then, I thought of the people around me, who cares, and lurves me, I just couldn't take it in. Well, guess I'll just have to work out double hard today. And, I don't dread it. For real. Especially when your workout plan includes dance, too.

heh...

And did I mention that 20th December is creeping up real fast? I can't wait!

Back to HEsays_draftTWO. Laters peeps.


20th of December.

Lotza Lurrrve,
.AinZulkifni.

I have this favourite thing to do while I'm at town. You know, sit at the sidewalks, benches, etc, and look at passer-bys.. and then commenting on them.

Carmen has the same pastime, too. And, she's more mean than I am. A couple of days ago, we were at Taka, and then we were sitting at the fountain. There was this kid, who's really,really chubby. So, she was wearing this short skirt. It was really flattering on her, as she's a chubby kid. She looked all cute, all adorable. Then, Carmen, out of nowhere just said, "Eyy cellulite. She got a lot of cellulite *burst out laughing*" She's so mean. It's a kid woman. They don't care. Ouh, and then, there was this little boy, who passed us, with his mum, and sis. And, Carmen just went, "He looks like Frankenstein *burst out laughing*" See. I told you, she's MEAN.

ahah...

So, today's Nenek's surprise party. I just thought of staying home the whole day to finish up on my script revision. But, I guess I couldn't. I think, FYP's getting to me now. But, as always. I take a chill pill. And maintain yaww. That's the way to go.


20th of December.

Lotza Lurrrve,
.AinZulkifni.

I'm so annoyed today.

I don't know why exactly.

I haven't had any peanut butter. Maybe, that's why.

I don't know. I'm just annoyed.

I hope Mr Fashiontard wouldn't call me tonight. I'm not in the mood to talk.

TO ANYBODY.


20th of December.

Lotza Lurrrve,
.AinZulkifni.

I've got a confession to make.

I'M ADDICTED TO PEANUT BUTTER.

And, that's not a good thing. Everybody knows that peanut butter is fattening. And it's such that I decline to eat anything but peanut butter. Is there a remedy for peanut butter addiction?

Gawd. How can one decline peanut butter. it's so smooth. So creamy. So crunchy. It's just.. perfect.

I LURVE PEANUT BUTTER BUT I GOTTA STOP THIS ADDICTION.

If Mr Fashiontard knows about this, he's gonna kill me. So people who's reading this, do not tell him of my addiction.

Thank you very much.

ahah...

Ok, I feel like a retard.

heh...

I'm just happy I've got my peanut butter next to me. Hi peanut butter. I lurve you. You're my best friend.


20th of December.

Lotza Lurrrve,
.AinZulkifni.

Hear The Journalists Scream.

The Scandal Hunters.

The Past Which Moulds The Present.

I Am The Only D.va Around.