A Bedroom Fit For A Rockstar

been hanging around in my aunt's house, since my parents
are performing the Haj.
been really great. i went to their new house,
which they will move in at 2 weeks' time.

the house is MAJOR. FREAKING. AWESOME.

for one, well, the SIZE of it.
not a bungalow, but not a smallish box either.

and i looooove my aunt's bedroom. it's got, like,
some kind of STAGE at the end of the room.
like a little runway. it's where they'll put sofa and stuff,
she said.

like, OMG if i have that room,
maybe i'll die.
but maybe i won't die cos
i'll be too excited. LOL

yeah, if i have a room like that,
i'll do some kind of girls' night out
in my room and we'll like, do
a fashion show or something with the runway.
and watch tv. widescreen.

COOL :)

well, that's it for now.
i'm bummed that i don't really have a room like that.
likeee, WHY??
why can't i HAVE a room like that??
oh yeah.

cos i live in reality.

and in reality, that room
belongs to my aunt, not me.

crapcrapcrap is my middle name.
and i have to live with it no matter what.
likee i said,
crapcrapcrap.

oh well, tomorrow is my little sister's
kindergarten convocation.
i KNOW, little kids are divas nowadays.
kidding.

but then, we'll go see 2012 and go bowling.

:)

i'm happy for now.