Thursday, October 26, 2006

AFTERMATH

After being at home alone for 5 days, I somewhat love the feeling of being left alone. No noise. Nobody telling you what to do. No unwanted phone calls. Nobody to fuss over you. No unwanted guests that pissed the shit out of you. I did not have problems sleeping alone from the 3rd night onwards - which is a miracle. I think it's time to scout for my own loft.

After 5 days:-

1. The fish is not dead yet. (Hooray!)
2. I kept the house spick and span.
3. The house is still there - not burnt down because of my dad's carelessness with the stove.
4. I remembered to place joss sticks for the gods in my house - unfailingly.
5. The underwear issue still irk the shit out of me as they (the culprit: Mom, Sis and Fucking Moronic Boyfriend) were not even apologetic.
6. I didn't succeed in committing suicide (not taking hypertensive pills for 5 days so that I get stroke and eventually die - in relation to item (5).
7. My room is so darn clean now.
8. I believe in feng shui.
9. Some friends are just not there when you needed them the most.
10. I can live without Astro.