no new tale to tell.

well, hello.
god decided to rain down upon me critical revelations. deep. irksome. hmm. it's the 7th - 8 more to go until December 15th. that's when i reckon id be totally free (or so i think). and it comes down to this, nothing but this. the urge to rejoin my femme circles is clearly unbearable. a little therapy would do me extra credit as well. however, i aint got much cash and i aint got swagger-clad gear. damn. but i am determined in whole to wrap arms with the femmes i love to bits.
what took off recently : (i) i havent been able to reach hands into new books due to insufficient amount of free time by le Queen. yes. i need le banker to have le books. shit. i need neew books. pronto. (ii) will be off to Shah Alam over at grandmother's in a few more hours. its Aidil Adha. though it doesnt feel like it. at all. however, Happy Aidil Adha to all. (iii) also, predicting a good trip back to Kuantan on the day after tomorrow. the foods and the people most importantly. aiya karamba! i miss yous! (iv) oh, dear cousin L has apparently gotten her results checked illegally (note : legally illegally type of illegal). which comes down to one thing-- i would be getting mine soon. great. this has officially add up the number of euphoric flutterbys in my tummy. short-lived. i am a borderline sap at this moment, a partial self-manslaughter mode in an insipid cunt. but, i do not weep. please handle with care. (v) im about to start my Lucas Scott session. yes. finally. have downloaded certain amount of season 6 episodes awhile ago and have been waiting for the right moment to finally worshipping cheerishing it with full love. enough with the ramblings. have a good week lads and lasses!

note to self : (i) get my Visa done. (ii) if i were to practice pedophilia, it would be thou.