I want Cadbury's Dairy Milk chocettes. The one with the milk chocolate coated with crispy shell. That packet with the expiry date as my birthday next year. Hahaz.

My uncle came over to my house with a weird machine from Forever Living Products. That machine which can measure the amount of fats in you. All you have to do is to stand on it, like a weighing scale..and an electrical impuluse will be sent up your body..calculating how much fats you have inside. I am very normal. But I shall not disclose the percentage..hahaz. Come to think of it..I'm the most normal person in the household. Stop saying I'm skinny people..I'm gaining weight. And I have a very balanced diet.

My maternal grandmother is staying at my house now. She tells me stories about the people in Batam..I miss them lots =( She's a good disciplinarian too..although she has never laid a finger on me. Her presence is so influential. With her around I don't dare to sleep late or eat my lunch/dinner at ridiculous timings or bathe at the weirdest times. She wouldn't scold..but I just know she doesn't like it..so......I don't do it!

I think I look stressed up. Maybe not stressed up enough for my parents to notice that my prelims are actually starting next week. I wouldn't mind if they left me alone to fend for myself. But the problem is..they're irritating me at times. Shall not elaborate further.

Someone wanted me to mention the someone in this blog. So I'm mentioning the someone who wanted me to mention the someone. Luckily the someone didn't say I had to mention the someone's name. *smugs*