Last friday night was nadine's birthday party. Loved it. had fun. im so glad i got to see everyone. =) i missed them all. especially anney and dherej.. and kavvie. and rathes and duh NADINE! :D

Shall post the pictures later when i'm feeling rajin. i need to steal some from everyone cos surprisingly i didnt camwhore much that night. just wasnt in the mood. oh well :D

I wonder...

do you people ever notice how when you go to a birthday party, and you sing the birthday song to the birthday person, when it comes to the part "..happy birthday to...", you hear all sorts of names of said birthday person? LOL. its funny really.

Last night, was my uncle's 51st birthday dinner. And it was at some restaurant called Pride of India, that's on the same road as Karma's in Hartamas. Anyway, we sang the birthday song right, and when it came to that part, we heard at least three different names that referred to him, Su, Suren, Ken, Kenneth, Mama. LOL. That's what happens when you have three generations of family who refer to one person with different names.

Next time, everyone decide on what name to sing it with so it sounds more melodious please.

But anyway, apart from that last night was rubbish. Sitting at dinner with a fake smile plastered on my face pretending i like certain cousins when really, i couldn't care less. eughh. Them and their stupid comments. One of them was like "hows facebook and the multiple status updates?" i wanted to go like "what's it to you, like you care at all." but since that would have been rude i just said 'well, thats what happens when you have nothing to do'. And then another one of them went like "oh facebook is lame, no one uses it to keep in touch anymore." and i was SO itching so say back "maybe you just dont have any friends who actually care about you enough to bother" but i bit my tongue. no point being a bitch about it, cos unlike SOME people, i have my pride and i know not to stoop so low.

eugh. all that fake smiling almost killed me.

Note ; The point of this entry is really pointless.

I wanna be a rockstar. I wanna sing and have people worship the ground i walk on. And i want tissue paper with my mucus on it to sell for hundreds and thousands of bucks.

eww.

you see how gross that idea is? can you believe people actually do that? sell it and buy it? for WHAT reason, only God knows.

Note ; SO WHAT!!!! I AM A ROCKSTAR!!!! I GOT MY ROCK MOVES, AND I DONT NEEEEEED YOUUUUU!!!!!

oh. BTW. am being sociable with my secondary cousins for once and am going to pyramid for some quality bonding time with darling cousins Liv and Bea who are just about one of the FEW cousins that i ACTUALLY like.. Liv, i know thou shalt be reading this sometime soon, so don't go tell our other cousins that i actually don't like them k? la la la la... ;)