this lazy rainy day
i am still clueless as to why my friendster is suspended. tapi takpe eh kita jangan panic. kita okay, kita cool. worse comes to worse i start a new account and then start all over again uploading photos and adding friends. don't worry about not seeing my 100plus testimonials ever again.
GAAAAAAHH!
ok rilek babe, rilek.
i've emailed them again. this time from my own hotmail account cos i found the email address to send my enquiries to. i got a confirmation that they received it and it says i should expect a reply within 24 hours. i had an option to update my question. so i added the last time i logged into my friendster account and any changes to my profile made after that was not to my knowledge. must save own ass mah. tell them everyting you know. cos i didn't do anything wrong lor nabei. i feel so victimised. pity me.
that danish cartoon thing.. well well, let's just say it's one thing to plead ignorance. but it's another thing altogether when it's disrespect. and stoking the fire by re-publishing the offending drawings do not help anyone. there's a term for that. it's called 'asking for it'.
i finally watched memoirs of geisha last night. with awin, sop and nifal. it was alright. has an epic feel to it. i keep wondering why that friend of sayuri is called 'pumpkin'. and my neck kinda hurts cos we were seated in the very first row. those were the only seats left. full house last night. i say, go watch it. it's fascinating, the story and the culture. how much work goes into making someone a full fledged geisha. not forgetting it'll make girls wonder how much our mizuages are worth. hmm..
so i might have a plan for valentines day. the plan is: me, sop, nifal and jaswant will watch brokeback mountain. HARHARHAR. the couplings of couples are me and sop, nifal and jaswant. what better way to spend the day of luurrvveee by watching a gay movie with my gay-for-the-day friends. fun innit.
i've been going home late the past couple of nights and my mum just now commented 'kau masok gang ke eli, asek balik lambat?' WHAAAATT?? what does that have to do with anything? i was stumped and didn't know what to retort back. any gang would be ashamed to call me one of their own. what type of gang member says thank you even to rude salespeople? what type of gang member worries when her mum calls and demands to know when she'll be back? i will cower at the sight of a bloody machete. cos i'm nice like that.
but i'm not scared of cockroaches so boleh diharap jugak la kan. i will even kill them and present them to whoever in a tissue paper. or with bare hands. let it be known that elii is not scared of brown, six-legged, disease-carrying creatures, flying or not. or spiders. i am very proud of that fact. because it proves that i'm not very 'pompuan'. i'm tough okay. i'm woman, hear me burp.
ley and i were chatting online and we realised that some people cannot get our morbid sense of humour. different wavelengths. or are we just weirdos? are we too profound for some? hurhur. ok maybe we're just not very normal people. really, you should see ley dance. not. normal. at. all. HAHAHA. sorry ley. ok tak, bedek je.
