I am broke.

I am broke.

I'm practically penniless. Like, I only have RM10 in my piggie bank. :(

Anyway ...

Fansign from Wen Lin! Whee, Thank you so much, girl!!!

It's in this post of hers, by the way. I didn't even ask for it ... *paiseh* And yes, I never knew that she had a soft toy collection. Aww. I'm such a bad friend. >.<

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I stayed at home today.

Which is a miracle, since I've never been home much since I discovered that public buses were cool, haha! Actually, I only stayed at home because I only have Rm5 in my wallet.

But don't tell my parents that, yeah? Let them think that I'm turning over a new leaf. ;)

Anyway, the day started our fairly well, with my parents discovering a can of carlsberg in my room, and I kid you not, they took it rather badly. o_O But really, it wasn't me who drank the can of beer. -_-

Dad: "WHY DID YOU STEAL MY BEER TO DRINK?!"

Me: "I wasn't the one who drank it ... Cally drank it when she was staying over. -_- Anyway, it's just ONE bottle of beer lar, don't so kiamsap la ... "

Dad: "IF YOUR FRIENDS DRINK, I'M SURE THAT YOU DRINK TOO... *babbles on* ... I'm sure that you smoke as well ... "

Me: "I don't drink. And I don't smoke. If I smoked right, I'd be a lot thinner than I am now ... HAHA!"

Which, apparently, was the wrong thing to say, as my father seemed to get even more irritated after that statement. o_O And just for the record, I really don't drink, nor do I smoke. Because, well, I'm a good girl, you see. :P

It doesn't bother me if my friends do, though ... I can't live their lives for them, can I?

I'm feeling so misunderstood today. Which reminds me of the time I missed my curfew during the Merdeka countdown not too long ago, and my parents were convinced that I was spending time with drug dealers in the shadier sides of KL.

But no, I was at Starbucks in Bangsar, checking out the cute mat sallehs drinking ice-blended mocha, enjoying the last-minute Merdeka countdown bliss. ^_^ .

Yes, Bangsar was kind of a boring place to celebrate a Merdeka Countdown ... But it was one of the most "memorable" moments of my life 'cause an ang moh flashed his bare ass at my friends and I.

Bloody flasher. >_<>

Anyway, my curfew was extended to 1 am on that day, and I only managed to reach home at 3 a.m (Oops!), and my parents assumed that I was hanging out in Chee Cheong Kai with la la chais. So obviously, they bombed me the moment I stepped into my house.

Yes, I have such a loving family indeed.

I'm so misunderstood.

Like just now, my ass-kissy tuition teacher had a talk with my beloved father, and guess what he told him?

"I think right, your daughter is a very intelligent girl (this is where I should roll my eyes ... o_O), but the thing is, she probably has a lot of boyfriends out there that distracts her ... "

My father: "Yes yes, I've been suspecting that also ... She's hardly at home, and when she is, she's either online chatting or playing with her handphone ... HMM."

When I heard that, I threw all my caution to the wind, and started screaming that I don't even have one boyfriend, and because of that, it's virtually proven an impossibility for me to have 'a lot of' boyfriends. -_-

Me: "I DON'T have any boyfriends. Ish!"

Tuition teacher: "Yes ar? Why?" (Which I thought was pretty stupid of him to ask ... This calls for a new tutor! Any volunteers? :P)

Me: "Err ... Cause I'm too fat? HAHAHA!"

Somehow, I found myself really funny at that time, and I started laughing ... which led to my beloved father and sweet-toothed tuition teacher to stare at me as though I was possessed by looney tunes.

Maybe I am.

Maybe I need a beer to clear my brains out. :P

I swear, I need new ways to earn some cold hard cash. Should I:

1) Sell my handphone, and buy Nokia 3310.

2) Start working out, and start pimping myself for money when I lose all the excess fat.

3) "Perform" at the pasar malam tomorrow, with my precious four-stringed guitar, with a mexican hat in front of me, so that people will fling all their coins at me if they take pity on my stupid antics.

Yes. I could only come up with these. Pretty stupid and bimbotic, aren't I?

But you know, there are times when I think that I'm not exactly the dumbest person on earth. :P

Add maths, here I come! *insert superman theme here*

I swear, if I don't beg/dig/rob up some cash by tomorrow, and if I'm stuck at home again, I'll turn into a freaking angel. *sighs*

And when that time comes, you can expect this blog to be purely text-based, because I'm pretty sure that angelic nerds don't camwhore. :P

This is what two camwhorish girls look like at 7 in the morning, after pulling an all-nighter.

Not as bad as I expected, I guess. o_O Though our eyes look 'bengkak'.

By the way ... My friend's makeup was a joke. Haha ...

And to further shamelessly humiliate myself:

I look so Goddamn stupid here, I could cry. O_o

But hey, my broke-ness is damn near going to drive me insane.

So what are you waiting for? Donate some money to me pleaseeeeeeee! *puppy dog eyes*

Lame attempt. T.T

I love you all.