today seems different. in a bad way. i feel extremely restless, idk why. i'm supposed to be cleaning my room completely: (1) leaving not a speck of dust at all (2) clear my wardrobe (3) organize the stuff lying around on my study table (4) and throw all these piles of damaged travelling bags and luggages away. and so far, since after i was done with the pre-dawn meal (+ prayer) this morning (which is at around 6.15am), i've only completed (2). yeah tell me about it. i'm the world's no. 1 procrastinator. but hey, i do have a reason. those damaged luggages are taking up the much needed space in my room. and i can't function well in such crampy area. i need to wait till nightfall to dump them away so no one will see me "in action".


well ok, maybe that's more of an excuse.


but whatever. i'll try to get things done by tomorrow. *doubting*

moving on, i particularly enjoyed yesterday with Dear. first of all, we finally get to break our fast at none other than the mamak's stall at Circular Rd. coz last week, we went there but the shop was closed. -_- and it was like 30mins to breaking of fast lah. so anyway, it was basically just a simple day. it's just that, somehow, i'm beginning to miss him a lot more eventhough we were already out together. oh and speaking of him, here's this joke (lame or not, you decide) he came up with in the train some time ago:

Question: What do you call a cheese that is not yours?
Answer: Nacho cheese!

(as in, "not your" cheese. "not your" is supposed to be spoken quickly so it'll sound like "nacho".)

now imagine the TORMENT i have to go through 24/7 with this kind of.. thing whenever he's around. but i guess that's what i'm here for; to watch out for him in regards to the jokes he always comes up with before he loses his mind because of it.

but nonetheless, ILY A.