nothing much happpening today, just that i made a damn nice seafood indian curry with baba's sambar curry powder that my dad bought from kk market and sent over in the parcel last weekend.
i should stop ranting about this,but no matter how many times my mom promised she'll bring me to the bali resort,i just have some inkling feeling that i'll never get to close enought to smelling it, you know like some inpenetrable glass wall thats between you and the otherside. i can't tell my mom this, cause she'll only entertain me with a very esperated look of a person with better stuff to do, for eg. getting my brother out of detention barracks cause he skipped BMT(yes again) to go on holiday. like i know how life can be totally fabulous without me being at home,but don't you think thats abit OTT even for a celebration?
hai,i think you get used to thinking this way when 20 pounds can last you for more than two weeks.
anyways yesteraday i was supposed to go to some european soceity bbq held on campus but i ended up nua-ing with amy watching queen of the dammed and almost set her on fire with my kk market special indian chickpea curry.
p.s you know life truely definately sucks when you have to pick up that horrific clotted mass of hair from the shower floor.