Dedication.

Father's Day is this 20th of June (Malaysia) and 21st of June (Egypt). God only knows the reason behind that difference. And I'm exactly in Wiki-mode right about now. So I'll just leave that for you to find out about. Or for you to ignore as well. Whatever pleases you, really.

I'm not gonna write a whole post about my father, coz well, I DON'T WANT TO SHARE WITH ANYONE ELSE HIS AWESOMENESS. Teehee. I think it is enough that anyone who reads this know that my father is a great man. Never have anyone been a subject of "Who Inspires You Most" essays for 5 consecutive times. Okay I might be bluffing, but the fact that he's the first person I think of when people mention 'Role Model' is nothing short of the truth.

Sureeee he's not world famous... but since when is success measured by the amount of people who recognizes you? Yes? I respect Ayah for having come a long way from his days as a kampung boy. And thank him profusely for providing my family and I a comfortable life. 

I'm grateful.

I'm also sorry that all of us (his children) can be such spoilt brats at times. I hope he knows its never our intention to give him a hard time.

AND THATS ABOUT IT. Haha.

If you can't tell I can go on and on and on some more, but. Mehhh. :-)

THANKS FOR BEING SUCH A GREAT DAD, AYAH!

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Oh, and BTW. At this rate, I'm better of being bulimic. Like, seriously. When I eat : I barf. When I don't eat : I barf.

WTH. I'm convinced that its better if I just starve myself coz that way, at least, I don't lose anything. Especially MONEY. Coz for some reason, I'm almost always DEAD BROKE. Sheesh. Seriously. I don't even know where all my money went, man. 

And another thing is: I lost my pencil case.

I KNOW. This is such a mediocre topic of discussion. But I LOVED that pencil case. It has a CAT okay. Hand stitched at the front. And bought by Mama when she went to errr... Thailand, is it(?) with her friends. See. I have this slight problem with emotional attachments. And this is one of them. I mean, if the pencil case was some other pencil case I bought for myself yaddayaddayadda I won't even care. Okay, at the very least I'll care LESS lah.

Coz got no emotional value lah.

Okay whats with all the 'LAH'. Suddenly so Malaysian lah. *There I go again. I'm starting to be annoyed by myself. 

OKAY OKAY so WTV it is: I LOST MY PENCIL CASE. And I'm not exactly THRILLED about it. Now I need to get myself a new one, especially since exams are coming up. And I rely on only ONE pencil now, and knowing myself, I'm guessing it'll only be a matter of days before I lose / misplace it. Yet another thing that will make me enter into a short period of depression, coz I'm highly attached to my pencils. They write. They DRAW. They colour. 

So yeah. I see why a friend of mine told me I need to get a boyfriend now. I'm gonna ignore his advice since I don't see how its morally wrong to be in love with inanimate objects: MacBook, pencils, etc. And well, I see a lot of wrongs in a relationship. So don't bug me anymore about it, will yahhh?!?

:-P