approximately half an hour ago, I had something to blog about.
and approximately half an hour later, I can't remember anything about it.

my chinese grandfather is here in the house. he's coming along to indonesia. how cute is that? he's sleeping now. and I keep taking glances at him. I think I'm afraid that he'll d**. is that even normal? I'm not cursing him or anything but everytime I look at him, I can't help but wonder how long more he's got. god, what the fuck is wrong with me.

anyway..
yah there's no anyway. I'm just bored.

to RiNsSs: I'd be digging my own grave if I were to bring back kreteks. and I don't want a grave anyway. I think I want to be mummified.