Peace be upon you.

As i am typing this, gallons of air are escaping from the valley of my butt. Yes. My buttcrack. Oosh. The wonders of getting a thorough whole body massage. I feel so refreshed. So... Sleepy. Yeah i know thats an oxymoron. What i meant was that my body feels oh-so-good and therefore i feel like sleeping. So. Yeah. Ps. My farts dont stink. Trust me.

So. I went to Ikea today with mommy and we planned out the stuffs that we wanna get to decorate our rooms. This is my list:

1) A new mattress.
2) Throw in a new white bedframe please.
3) New blue curtains.
4) New blue carpets.
5) 3 big pieces of artwork, either of alleys or the beach.
6) A big old-school kinda clock.
7) A huge long mirror so i can gawk at my own body (or the lack of it)
8) Hell. Give me a whole new room!

Basically my ideal kind of room is a fusion of minimalism and punkrockgothism. Haha. Basically its gonna have the white and blue colors all around, with pieces of art and whatnots, but hints of my kinda music will be up, like artistic posters of gigs, my cds stuck on the wall etc. Gosh. I need money. I neeeed money. Anyone wanna donate to the Fadhilah fund, please dial 1800 - FAD - IS - BROKE for a $5 donation. heh. Start calling.

Visited my grannies after the IKEA trip. Found out that an aunt of mine met her husband during her Sec 2 years, and since then they have been together. They got married at the age of 23, which meant that they were gf/bfs for 9 years! Wooh. Salutes.

Bleah. I gotta get back to the books yet again. Maths paper tomorrow!

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Love,
Fuddy dances amidst the clouds.