Sloth

I started my day disgust:
There's a used plaster in my shower compartment.
Dekat tempat letak your shampoo and stuff tu.
And because the stall is like really, really small.
Plus I'm tall.
The plaster is about 2 inches from my nose.
Eurgh.

To make up for the horrid morning, someone asked if  I'm Japanese.
*pleased*
YES I AM, ARE YOU FROM JAPAN? DO YOU KNOW NINO!?!!?

Had dessert over at Iman's with her, Amir, Apip and Terry.
Obviously I pressed him about the finals.
The conversation went as so:
Terry: You guys got the list (anatomy structures to remember), right?
Me: Eh?!?!! NO! Kan amir, kan? *pleased that I wouldn't have to hafal the whole anatomy bok*
Terry: Oh. Got list one.
Me: Really, that makes things easier
Terry: Not really. Got about 100+ things on the list
Me: *pengsan*
Anyone got a recipe to cook the book so that I could just eat it?

I watched a Japanese show. (yes, lazy-mode fully switched on here)
It was about one of their governors or something.
Something struck me odd.
The governor was so bongkok.
Like really, hunchback-like tau.
It's because he keeps bowing down at everyone.
Him. The governor. Yang bow to people. To commoners.
...
*speechless*

Laziness surrounds me, seeps into my lungs, runs in my blood, settles in all the fat in my body (ade banyak plak tu), passes my blood-brain-barrier and finally overrules my mind.
It commands me to relieve myself from all of my responsibility.
And just crawl back under my duvet.
To sleep.
-escape-