OMG.

I can’t believe I finally own it! I’ve been wanting to own a lomo myself since last year in June or so. Wanted an Actionsampler, then a Fisheye, then suddenly I got interested with Diana F+, then, I got itchy to get a polaroid, then back to Diana F+ then back to Fisheye. After a long, long, consideration, and hours and hours of searching for a good deal online, I’ve finally decided to settle for Fisheye No.2.

and it’s PINK! gagaga

I know I’m posting two entries in just a couple of hours. I’m just bored. Actually I’m not bored at all. I have stuffs to do. Like my assignment. and uh.. something. Oh, WTH, just bear with me and act as if you care. Or, take this as a warm up entry for all the great entries ahead (I hope). Okay?

I have a very sad story with me and my car. Actually, it’s my mum’s car but she lets me drive it to college everyday these past few weeks.

I’ve been meaning to wash the car. Since two weeks ago. As usual, it didnt happen. Procrastination is very evil. Then last last Thursday, I was very determined to get my car washed.

Went to the gym in Pyramid. Saw the car wash in the parking area. Looked. Drove past it. And parked near the lift entrance.

Don’t know what happened there.

Maybe cause I was gonna see someone after gym so I have to go to the car, put all my stuffs, get my handbag, change shoes, so I didn’t wanna go look for another parking so I planned to wash my car while I see that person after gym. But then, we went out all the way to Damansara to have lunch instead. hahah. Went home, said hi to mum and she scolded me for not washing the car. Strike one.

Then, Friday, the whole day I was in a limbo. Slept too much I think. Forgot about the car. And a whole lot of other things. Mum scolded me again. Strike two.

So my parents are being unbelievably ridiculous. They said that I have to get married  before I’m go to Australia to further my degree and master. because they know how wild I can be sometimes so they aren’t letting me go alone.

*faints*

They are freaking serious, demmit! *breathes in* *breathes out* *calms down*

So, that means, if I want to stick to my plan, to graduate by 24, that is, I must find a guy before I finish diploma. I still have 2 more years. I’ll think about it when I’m in my final year. Ok, wait. So that means I’m gonna marry someone I’ve only know about a few months?!

That means…. I have to start looking like, now? Come on, now? I’m only 19!!

Shit, I don’t want to be just a draughtsman. I want to be an Architect! My parents are so so soooooo unbelievable.

I mean, who would want to marry me? I’m kinda hot, pretty, sweet, smart, witty, crazy, and a workaholic. HAHA.

So, anyone? Must be a guy, Muslim, straight, decent job, and doesn’t have to be handsome like Ryan Reynolds or Paul Walker, but definitely not ugly. You can just email me your resume with your pictures attached.

No one?

Okay, maybe I should start collecting cats now. Buy papers to make scrapbooks for my cats. Or perhaps start knitting as well. Just, be prepared to grow old, you know.  hmm…

ps, on the good side, it’d be nice to make babies. hahah!

pps, alternatively, I could use those 2 years to earn their trust and try not to ruin it! (cause, let’s face it, I have a tendency to screwing things up).

ppps, maybe it’s not very appropriate to post this on my blog. I can always do that blog deleting again. I’m beginning like doing that.