Sigh.

I have put on too much weight and gained too much pimples.

And it bothers me a lot, but not enough for me to do something about it...

I don't know why.

:(

And I am feeling very emotional. Things that don't normally bother me gets to me easily, although I did a good job hiding it from everyone else with my smile and chirpy voice.

I blame pms, cause I can feel my period coming.

I don't think women ever grow out of pms; they just learn to hide it better over the years.

My CNY holidays are drawing to an end, and its bye bye Kuching and hello KL once again.

:(

I don't want to leave.

I love slacking and lazing around the house.

I love eating home-cooked food everyday and watch old movies to pass the time.

I love fooling around with my family, laughing and simply having our own precious family time.

I love looking at old photographs and telling stories out of them with my family...

I actually...

don't mind being a bum for the rest of my life.

I realized I don't actually mind a life without purpose.

...

but then, all this may just be my pms talking.

Not me.