Discrimination against fat people.

For the weekend, I had to decide on what to do.

a) Go clubbing with de cousins.
b) Go watch 'Toilet' with roomie. (which probably will only happen if i'm bored outta my mind and I'm pretty broke at the moment too)
c) Watch a movie with my konco konco.
d) Come back home to Melaka and get fed. (and fat)

So guess what I did.

Clue: The highway was sooo packed I had to use a BMW as a meat tank on the right lane because let's face it. No one would give way to a Myvi -_- And I really, really hate middle lane hoggers. They are driving at like...70km/s, and hogging the mid lane. The rules has changed. No more 'Ikut kiri jika tidak memotong'. It's more like 'Ikut kanan sehingga dipotong'.

So, almost everyone I met has told me I have put on weight and that my face is round.

Oh, the joy of being called fat. -_-

Slept like a pig, ate like a pig. Yeap, currently not doing anything to help the fatness.

After dinner, instead of taking the bike to Indah boy's house, I decided to walk. I feel so safe here. I can just walk, and not think about getting raped, or something. =P I grew up here my whole life, from riding my tricycle..to being chased by dogs, to growing up and become part of the ride-bicycle-to-school gang, to being upgraded to the ride-motor-to-school gang.

As I was walking past Wei-Yeah's house, I saw his room lights on, I felt like throwing a rock at his window just to annoy him, but I afraid I'd like..break his window or something (which happened before to someone else) -___- Sorry!

So I reached Indah boy's house, his dog (still) didn't like me for nuts. Apparently I'm the only one he doesn't like. Discrimination against fat people la i think, that dog.


Kochi was already there. Soon didn't come back. So it was only the 3 of us, deciding what to do. The obvious choice was to cut cost, stay in, and watch Chelsea vs Everton on TV. Chelsea deserved the win. I really have the utmost respect for Frank "Lampa" Lampard.

So ended up talking about random stuff, life etc, while watching tennis. It's gonna be a loonnng 3 months of no football for us. Nada. What are we to do till mid August serioussslyyy. T__T

At 1am, Indah boy basically ignored us because of some girl, so then it was time to home. Walking back home, really brings back memories of how life used to be during my teens.

Now it's all the hustle and bustle of working life. Waking up at 7+ everyday is so not funny. -___- But then, everyone needs to grow up, eh. Well, it's time to grow up.

If only he had HBO, we could be watching 'Balls of Fury', again. So, instead, I watched it today this afternoon at home. The sentence 'You must believe in yourself, when no one else does * long pause*, like right now for instance' still cracks me up -_-

So, sorry for boring you outta your mind reading this, and I need to go take a nap. And another 2-hour drive back to KL after dinner.

For some odd reason, I can't sign in MSN. Discrimination against fat people, I tell you. Pfft.