Freedom includes sharing the damn laptop and house chores
So since I'm at my mum's house, (no yapping grandma!) I have to share this laptop. That means we have our time durations. Sometimes I would really like to kick my sister for playing overtime and shit but I can never make myself do it. Don't even get me started on the house chores.
I have also been meticulously writing my 3rd novel. So for the past couple of days, I have been an emotional wreck. I have been waiting to write chapter 3 since before SPM but at the same time I was scared because it is the most difficult chapter to write.
When I wrote the chapter, there were so many distraction from my family. But in the end I got it done. I was crying when I wrote it, lame I know. It is not as romantic as I want it to be but hey, they're only 18. How romantic can they be? Plus I don't want it to be too mushy, if you know what I mean. I don't want Darius to be so emo.
Everybody seems to be going out yet I'm stuck at home. This is what happens when you live in the depths of Kota Damansara. There is no public transport to take you out of this suburbia. Other than that, I think I'm going to Penang tomorrow. My mum told me about it but she didn't confirm it yet. It would be nice to smell the salty breeze and to eat the rojak there.
I'll be back by this weekend then I am going to go out as much as possible. I did a mini fashion show yesterday in my room. Apparently my skinny jeans can go with a lot of things. Plus I still have my white Charles and Keith round toe pumps which i have not wore yet. They look awesome with my skinny jeans but for some reason I feel mad at myself for buying it in white and not black.
I miss a lot of my friends. I'm spending my time listening to sombre music so I can be emotionally ready for my novel, playing with my pet Helios in facebook, watching TV, eating, eating and eating. I don't know why but everytime I'm at my mum's house, my face gets all dirty. Now I have acne in some parts which frustrates me to hell.
My sister's friends always want to turn on the damn webcam cause they wanna see how I look like. I mean I look like shit most fo the time here. My hair is as frizzy as ever due to the ridiculous humidity of damansara. Moreover, my coconut hair moisteriser is almost out.
Damn I wish my freedom would be a little more satisfying.
Chou
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