September 11th

Yes yes I know it's not *technically* the 11th anymore...

I almost forgot about the significance of today until I kaypoh-ed  caught up on dirty celebrity scandals   surfed in on Pink is the New Blog.

Ok fine, I obsessively check this blog out at least once a day. But today there were no pictures of Paris Hilton.

Instead, there was a mega long list of everyone who died in the Sept 11 airplane crash thingything.

Man a lot of people died. o.O

*is sombre for a moment*

Wars are ridiculous things. If we all tried to understand each other and resolve problems peacefully instead of through physical violence or threats, none of this terrorism bizness would ever have begun. The Middle East is a constant danger zone for the poor innocent people living in it, but none of the other countries in the world with space to spare are willing to accept refugees.

I know I'm oversimplyflying, and I'm probably guilty of making hate not peace sometimes too. But meh. Politics just ain't mah thang.

What else what else. Hmm. I cut my knee yesterday. How? Think of the most unlikely object you could ever dream of which would slice my poor delicate flesh open.

Guessed yet?

Okay, it was...a printer.

Yes a printer.

*smacks you* Don't laugh! I was merely attempting to fish a dictionary out of the carton that the printer was resting on, and it attacked me when I lifted it!

This is what I get for going in pursuit of knowledge.

I have been dying to make chocolate chip cookies forever. Damn craving can die. But I have no time! And my oven pan is missing! CB lah, lend to Festival of Nations for kuih-carrying purposes and end up with someone else's instead. Which wouldn't be a problem, but this one doesn't fit into my oven!

Ball is this Friday! Panic can dieeeeeeeeee

What am I going to do with my hair? It's so long and unruly and unkempt
What dress am I going to wear? I got no cash to buy new dress but I have nothing that's mafia
What makeup? What makeup? Takkan I wear the makeup I normally wear everyday which is totally invisible on camera! But I dunno how else to put! I need you XiaXue!
What shoes? Damnit no shoes (must think of what to wear first)

Hmm...maybe I should do what Suvs always says she will (but never gets around to)

If I prostitute myself for three days...hmm...a few hours a day...lessee...50 bucks an hour...hmmm...

*ponders*