pussyfoot

yesterday was a whole load of fun. but we were a tad too stuffed to even walk after eating. haha. we each had a whopper meal n then coffee n cake. n i finally had my busters weekly cheesecake. there was no way we could avoid getting buncit. i was too buncit to even kick the pigeon thr. in fact i sympathize wif it for that moment. coz i understood how it felt to be bottom heavy. we sat for abt more than an hour at borders coffee bean coz we cudnt move our heavy ass. so yea being buncit n heavy we got cranky and a lil crazy. which explains the topshop pic.

i was so excited to see him open the present. more excited than he was i tink. dun u juz love the box n the brown ribbon? haha. n i got him to believe all the while that i was getting him undies. haha yea. undies. so yea he was expecting some of those. which got me a lil worried coz i didnt get him any of that n he was already so psyched up on getting ones wif ribbons n wad nots. haha. but yea he did like the presents i got him. so we're laughin.

but yea. i regretted not kicking that pigeon though. haha okies we're sadistic. its not that i abuse animals or anythg. i love animals. but reali pigeons are such an annoyance to me. like how people who dun bathe in the morning annoy me in the train. anyways, i've always wanted to kick a pigeon. i wana do it at least once in my life. yea one of my idiotic idiosyncrasies. i haf a few others anyways.

In my lifetime i wana:
* kick a pigeon. juz bcoz they're bottom heavy n reminds me of myself.
* sell icecream n drinks. yea in one of those wagons or push cart. ringing the bell.
* wash hdb flats. using the black hose the banglas use. i've always thot it was fun.
* work in a fastfood restaurant. BK preferably.

shit. im weird.
n it doesnt juz end there. there are a few more. but that's enuf horror for the day.

alrite back to being normal. i wana buy this reali cute top frm zara. was close to getting it frm an un-named sponsor. but i felt bad ah. its wrong. but yea. i mgt be going shopping wif the parents later so i mgt get it. or probably some other parent-approved clothings. but hey at least its free. nothing beats that. so yea. hopefully i'll get some. the parents are weird anyways. the last shopping trip wif them i got topshop undies. n then an mp3 player which i didnt even haf to ask for.

i guess weirdness runs in the genes. sheesh.