
I swear to god sometimes I wish the world is like the film zombieland. Just full of zombies and less humans. Less human equals to less drama for me. And that’s a good enough of a world for me. Plus, it would be fun to shoot those zombies or anything living (sort of) without feeling guilty.

Today I’m very unproductive. Oh wait, I did translated my mom’s report. But apart from that, I’m such a bad daughter. I think my dad is the only father in the world who can accept a girl like me as her daughter. I appreciate though having lunch with him at medan selera pre. 9. Its times like these that makes me realize what matters the most in this life, your parents. I once thought about this when I was little, that if I was to lose any or even both of my parents, that I was gonna commit suicide. Haha, literally. I just, didn’t know how to survive without them. I don’t know, maybe its because I’m a****ed.

One of my greatest fear in life, is to lose them. Even worst, to lose them, and not having the chance to repay them back. That’s all I aim in life, to make lots of money, and give them anything they want. Of course these materials don’t matter a thing to my parents, they actually get mad at me for buying them anything at all for their birthdays. I once made a promise and I shall stand by it. Once I’m getting a constant salary, I promised my dad a Tag Heuer watch and my mom an Ogawa Massage Chair.

I use to have a dream, an unrealistic one. But I imagined once that I had a loft, situated nicely at the Tribeca area in New York. I think I was a student at Columbia University, doing my Masters or PhD perhaps, or maybe I was a lecturer there, but the best part was that I brought my parents with me. My mom was there to cook for me because admittedly, I’m not the best cook in the world. Then I had my dad, who took such good care of the garden at my balcony and rooftop area. Every morning, when I go to class to “Columbia University”, my mom will go to the ‘halal’ grocery store while my dad jogs at Central Park.

Oh well, a girl can dream. That above, is of course. The ULTIMATE DREAM. It was fueled even more when I watched a re-run of the Panic Room the other day. This evening though, I opened channel 303, KBS World to watch Dream Team. Eun Hyuk of Super Junior and Minho of SHINee was on which got me excited enough to cheer them up. The funny part was when my mom cheered Eun Hyuk on when he was at the monkey bars by literally yelling, “Cepatlah~! Badan ko kecik je, muat!! Cepatlah!!! Cepat!!!” I laughed my ass off, literally.

Enough laughing. I think it’s for me to sleep. Hopefully I get to watch Avatar tomorrow with Kamilla. *fingers crossed*



















