revelations slash resolutions.

i am home. i loved it. le trip back home, roughing up the tarred roads in the cabriolet, indulging in selfless thoughts.. on leather pants and all other promiscuous. no. i was KIDDING of course. Eid was spent in Shah Alam. yeah. i know. what a kampung. i was unmanned on the morning of Eid. in turqoise, with uncurled lashes or unmasked face. no, i dont do make ups apparently. what a pity eyh? face un-aglow, credits to bloody workloads who made Eid difficult to go through to. couldnt stop having thoughts carrying the guilts. unnatural things turned natural. out of the habitat baby. wait. didnt i said earlier i was lazy to describe Eid? right. moving on please..
what went on else : stuffed lithesome self up to an atrocious Godspeed weight gain, went to a remorse phase, toned back to le old pounds. but err, i might have exaggerated a little. heh. i did not stuff much foods. did not have the appetite apparently. i know! with all the good old lemang and rendang and ketupat, yet, no temptations found. blergh. a waste, it is.

enough about Eid. pants, rants in pants. it revolves in a spherical dome. its close to half an hour to two and im not yet asleep. im supposed to be in dream land by now. but i am in pants threads, it's no rocket science. and what's up with rocket science? cant it be the 'Science of Sleep'? it was as hard to delve into as rocket science. shh. unimportance. i am a floating idiot carrying bags of guilts at the point being, collecting the scattered debris of whatever's left from the sluggard scenarios for the past days. text books of penned confusion. huge, enormous, immensly large CONFUCIOUS CONFUSION. thick Financial Accounting bibles in rainbow palette. monochromes to me at the moment still. calculator 'what's-the0use' thingamajig. hold on, i love calculators. iw as taught to do the '3..2..1.. bang' skit on it. whoever came up with such dope? radical.
and, back to the real world, back to Malacca tomorrow morning. early? might be. but i have to, i need to, i got to. cant wait to see yous workloads. xoxo. craps. im all craps. *slaps forehead*