super rings...thoo-per duper yummy

Dear Blog,

No caramel macchiato for me tonight, it's just a grande hot chocolate with vanilla pumps. Gots ta get me some sleep y'know?

Tonight, I drove all the way from Tanjung Karang back to Subang all by my-lonesome-self. It was scary coz the roads are fairly lit by street lights and the cars there were driven by maniacs - wanting to take-over every car in sight. Can you say 'Psycho'?

Initially, I was scared. Driving alone meant I'll be talking to myself, singing to myself out loud, or hearing myself think to myself (does that make any sense?). AND! Believe this, I'm scared of...GHOSTS!

However, that's like awal-awal je. Then, I heard myself thinking, "uhh, hell-O...ni bukan dah start bulan puasa ke? aren't all 'em scary stuff spose to be like, tied up or something?"

So, after that I cranked up the volume and sang along to Corinne Bailey Rae's tune - ignoring anything imaginery seen with my peripherals (I have a very wild imagination, thank you) I was only accompanied by the Super Rings I bought while filling the tank at a Shell station, which are now safely digested in my system.

Well, today's entry - very unproductive. I'm losing my touch. I don't seem to have that blogging feeling nowadays. Something's bugging me, at the back of my mind I guess.

BTW, did I mention that guys suck? Well, they do. LOL.

.end of story, l e n a.