| Kwang Kwang Kwangggg.. So many things to write about I just dont know where to start. Apparently I'm still here with xanga. If there is one thing you should know about me, I am so stupid when it comes to anything IT related, so if I were to move out to blogspot, that would be a very big thing for me. First off, someone must help me with the registration as a new resident there, and secondly, in order to do that, someone will have to drag me and have me sit still next to the computer to help with my own fucking registration. How dysfunctional am I? Aaaanyway. I am currently TRYING to finish reading Atonement. Every night the best I can do is two pages then I would have to stop. Apasal bodoh nak mampos ko ni baca buku pun lembab gile babih bodoh sial ko ni eeee bodohnye bodohnye eeee, you would ask. Well, it all started after I saw Atonement the movie, and loved it so so soooo very much, although it got me crying, because the ending was just so very sad. I was stoked. I thought the movie was perfect - from the storyline, the costume and the plates and the bedsheets and the house, the feelings they tried to bring out for every scene, every word spoken, every movement, the lighting, the emotion - oh my god just everything! So I wondered; if the movie could be this beautiful, how is it in writing? Hence me got meself the book. The movie should be applauded for following every single detail as per the book. But since I've watched the movie, I know the ending is going to depress me. Sekarang baru baca sekerat buku dah rasa macam nak gantung diri sebab tensen tak pasal-pasal. Padahal dekat sebulan dah pegang buku ni. Yesterday I had lunch with my two favorite girls, my younger brother tagged along. We were talking about typical Myspace and Facebook pictures. You know, where they take their own pictures with the camera held about 45 degrees higher from the face, angled two o'clock from the front view. Either they would have their lips puckered, or one eye hidden behind the hair fringe, or give a hint of their boobs - just a little bit of cleavage in view to get people guessing (that's what perverts are for). Then my friend told me about this one girl who's in her friend list. She uploaded two pictures. It is obvious that this girl is pretty obsessed with her breasts, because both pictures had clear access to her boobs, just like all of her other pictures. The two pictures aren't the point here. The point here is, one cleavage picture she titled, "BOOTYlicious" (booty ain't booby, honey) ; and the other picture, the one where she puts her hands right below her breasts, her leaning out as if to show those babies could practically spill onto your face because they are THAT big - the caption below she wrote, "Lets out". Aku gelak guling-guling kiri dan kanan macam lipas yang baru lepas kene debik dengan suratkhabar. |
