I find that as your life becomes less pathetic, your blog posts get more boring. I have no unrequited stories to tell you, no complaining about everyday mundane things, like how the kitchen utensils have ganged up against me and how my life is a complete mess. Yay for me!

But I am having a huge writer's block. I haven't written anything good in months. It's awfully tragic, I feel like I cannot do anything.

My mother is annoying. I hate to tell my parents anything. But she knows. I told K and he said OH NO, but ahyah whatever la, as long as my mother is happy. She's so scared no one will marry me and apparently while I was out last night, she was having a discussion about K during dinner. According to my spies (sis and sis) she said 'ah actually I don't mind Kelvin. Nanti dier boleh masuk islam.'

Like wtf MUM! All these stupid islamic talk is seriously bumming me out. He is a really handsome catholic and he loves jesus and st francis. I am not a missionary, I will not convert anyone. Geez. It's incredibly selfish that someone has to convert to get married.

See, now I'm annoyed.

really fucking annoyed. I'm going to sleep this out and let K laugh at this.

Labels: annoying