I’VE GOTTEN MYSELF A RED CUSHION!
—in lieu of Chinese New Year.
Well actually, that sales person was so nice on the eve of a couples’ anniversary until they bought the latest massage chair in town! —
And that of course explains the free cushions. There are about 6 of them in our home.
But it’ll (ZE MASSAGE CHAIR) only arrive in march. I can’t wait to get hold of it and plug in my digital Qur’an player and get massaged while hearing those lovely verses. Oh Heaven~
So… I managed to complete the first two books of The Shopaholic series. (within 2 days! that should be a world record you know) Mind you, the author’s good. I wish to be like her. I aspire to be one them. Those wild imagination-famous-down to earth-crazy rich, book writers. I want to write books and spread the message of my religion and inspire others! Yet I can’t even get an A for English.
OH! And look at what I’ve got for my Deeniah subjects. It’s truly humiliating. Even I, cannot stand myself. I feel like vanishing into thin air. God~ The Pressure Of Having a ‘9A’ Sister.
Anyways, I have to admit. It has been a far too long a time since I last update hasn’t it? I kind of miss typing furiously on this dusty keyboard and just write anything that comes popping in mind.
–Oops, I nearly typed POOPING back there.
Things are not going on so well. Running away from problems ain’t gonna save (shouldn’t it be SOLVE ??) anything. Seriously.
tut.
Becky!!! Lend me your humor.
( That’s why I like reading fiction. I can travel anywhere I want. Anywhere that is, until I finish the book and realised that I’m still on my bed in a busy busy city.)
Pressure Kid In Town,
out.
Diarinsyirah 