the hair on my head looks like a jungle.
and yes, i did a haircut with the help of my roomie.
who cares what it looks like at the end.
the more rambut there are, the more serabut i'll be.
*eekkkk*

as what i have i twitted, my remedy has always been mama.
calling mama without plugging the mic to the laptop was the stupidest thing i've done so far!
*blergh*
never felt that dumb before!
only to discover it at least two minutes after mama picking up the phone.
yikes!

after reading four russian texts, i started to lose focus.
three more to go.
i know i could accomplish all seven medical texts before performing Maghrib prayer
but things around has distracted me a lot.
hah.. me blaming the situation that never exist.

on a lighter note, a heater was bought due to the incident happened in my room during last winter.
got it cheap and still works well.
geez, the room just got warmer day by day
even when the sky isn't showing any blue-r sign lately.

it's just a habit when i got easily bored doing the same thing after at least two hours.
hence, the thoughts fly somewhere.
somewhere that i thought i could pick up a camera that suits me well
and just keep on snapping the street lifestyle that never bores me.

for something more logically, i don't do exercise anymore.
be it swimming at the club near the uni, futsal with them and even running around the house and pick some house chores to do.
which puts me in a restness state but without any doubt, uglier.
*urghh*
got me?

the mind has stop talking.
conversation to be continued soon enough
when i'm ready to spill it out again.
see you later!

ex oh ex oh.



p.s: a letter for you.