of chapters and ice-cream

ok..
i've finally reached chapter 4..
that is.. the second last chapter
.. nearly there..
can see the white finishing line in the distance

but still..
my prof has seen zilch
nada
giro
work from me
reason being..
i see no point in sending him incomplete works of shit

so now,
everytime i open my email..
i shudder in fear..
i almost expect an email that will scream at me
asking
WHERE IS THE WORK?!!!!

i dunno..
its taking much longer than expected..
but well.. some things cannot be forced i suppose :P

anyhos..
dah says i'm ignoring my blog...
well..
yeah...
u guys missed me huh...
poor babies
*pats on backs all around*

so what's happening in my life..
uh...
thesis?

yesterday i tried black sesame ice-cream
ok..
i'm not a fan of black sesame..
but heck
something possessed me to try it
the result
errr...
to put it in a subtle way
err....
*BLEK BLEK BLEK KAR TUI*
never again..
like green tea ice-cream..
WRONG

but it is an interesting color tho..
and tastes marginally better than green tea ice-cream
well.. i guess i could say
the only thing it got going for it is that
it is an interesting curious color
and at least it does not look like green tea ice-cream
which happens to look like shit that grew some mould...

dah liked the black sesame ice-cream tho..
not that he's a great fan of ice-cream..
but he said he din't mind the taste..

to each (weirdo) man
his own ball of ice-cream

i stickesth to my beautiful
yum yum yum
*drool droool*
*lick lips*
seeterawbelli icey-cream
MMMMMMMMMMMM

i'm possesed by something weird i tell you
i have taken to listening to malay songs..
my god!
i never really liked them
but suddenly i am playing Zainal Abidin's Hijau
Sheila Majid's lagenda
Farra's Bagaikan Puteri
Nora's Di persimpangan dillemma
*sakit kepala*

although of course..
these are fantastic songs..
and i do wonder why they never took it international..
surely would have had a shot at US billboards..

well.. ok...
only zainal and sheilla la..
the others can stay home

and the most amazing thing?!
this convinced me there is something wrong with my systems..
CONVINCED i tell you..
CONVINCED!
CONVINCED!!!!!!!!

i am actually beginning to feel sorry for that THING
downstairs :P
i do not know why
i do not know when
i do not know how...
just sat 'ere...
suddenly occurred to me..
that fella is actually quite sad...
must be lonely always cooped up in his room
and being unable to fit in anywhere...

but then again...
if u have attrocious table manners
as in u take a piece of food put it on ur plate
and then go and put it back on the dish it came from
*EYES POPPED OUT*
...........

i dunno...
he seems so...
pitiful..
sometimes :P
and i don't mean that in a mean way..
if you get the meaning..

i think its just the thesis..
and the crazy pms hormones...

*corss eyde*