virgin to blogging

wat can i say..been wanting to dis for a lifetime, but suddenly i had dis weird itching and twitching in my head (and heart). so here goes nothing. i'm currently still a virgin to blogging, so please don't judge me on my first few attempts,hakhak!!!! well,must be pathetic to write on the first day of raya. but you know girls, when they feel like they gotta do it, they just gotta do it,hihihi.

raya is a joyous occasions, where you can meet once again with your dear friends and family, old and new, living or deceased;however you want it. to me, it's a weird recollection of your past and no matter how i mighty i gave the push , that bagful of skeletons are out of the closet. (again)

i gotta say,i'm forced to put myself in reality check over and over. today is d day you get to be on the spotlight and everyone else scrutinizing your every inch to every microscopic peck of your singular life. things or issues that arose:

1. im forced to remember (how sick dis is) my age,hukhuk. the repercussions of remembering my age is: self-loathing for STILL not working and providing my pamama.
2. annoyed for still studying and my brains for not working as happily as it once used to.
3. i need a break from questionnaires!!!!!!

tomorrow's gonna b a bigger day (can't wait to put myself on the stake). i love raya. dun get me wrong. it's just the bad aftertaste that gets me.

note:pamama=pak+mama+mak