A lot of things happened. I got a raise last week, I’ve lost a student, I’m officially being alienated by my best friend and despite of Ramadhan, I’ve been eating like a mad cow.
I watch Sex and The City last night after my nightly dose of leftovers binge (Gawd!) The series not the movie... Carrie wrote about her relationship with New York... I do wish I’m in NY each time I watch Sex and The City. Although I know it is not really what it seems on the TV series, I believe that it is the city of opportunity and hope. I always have hope. Even when things turn sour and the world is laughing at me.
So I don’t live in NY. I live in this small town where people eat what they breed, hang out on motorbikes by the roadside and go to the shrink when they caught flu. The only reason I pretty much spend 4 days a week here is because of my family. My family is still here. We’re still living in the same house, the one that I’ve been living in since I was 7-year-old.I still sleep in the same bedroom. I already took down the Spice Girls and Pokemon posters, but it is the same bedroom.
I have to admit the fact that I’m not at all proud of my hometown. Nothing to shout about. I hardly saw any tourist around here, unlike
I'm like Jenny from the Block right? Ha-ha!
Alright... Enough of that! Here's me and Zaki doing our thang against the wall at the Sungei Wang plaza yesterday.
We're gorgeous right?! NOT!
Song playing inside my head: Sarah McLachlan's U Want Me 2