fats converted to energy. correct?

Chequie,

2 consecutive days to Johor. And it rocks. Unfortunately, being a certified weakling, I can never travel far. So many mishaps must happen. HAH. I can stay in a vehicle for so long, or I'll have this strong urge to puke. But the fuckin irritating thing was, I can't puke it out. I nearly died the moment I got down. If I faint, will I be sent to the nearest hospital? A Johor hospital? Sheesh. No offence, but just the condition there added an extra load to my urge to puke, yet getting treated at the hospital? Hmm, I rather collapse and die. Cheh! So exaggerated.

Ah in the car just now, I suddenly came across all the nicknames granny had given to her grandchildren so far;

Islianah (my sis- 19 years old) : Nana, Gemok
Muhd. Faaliq (11 years old): Ondol
Muhd. Fakhrulrazi (12 years old): Aji (but in his younger years he wanted to be called 'Abang Aji' but I ended up calling him 'Pak Haji' instead.)
Nur Sabirah (15 years old): Nong, Bir
Nur Faqihah (11 years old): Memek
Aleya Natasha (a few months old, still a baby): Onel, Mak Pe'ah, Mak Bedah, Tang Kun Tang.
Me (16 years old): No, I'm not gonna disclose. It's too weird.

And there's a cute baby song for the baby, composed by my granny; Tang kun tang, tang kun tang makan kentang.

So my sister and I deliberately overdressed to 'compete' with the Johor minahs. Yeap, for these 2 days. We purposely wore clothes that could sore a typical makcik's and pakcik's eyes. It was really attention-seeking. Nevertheless our mission succeeded. This group of McDonald's minahs were bitching in the midst of business with their manager who coincidentally has a bitchy look, so my sister and I stared hard at them till they looked away. And we rolled our eyes like rolling balls for the umpteenth time till the bitching girls got sick of us. HAH. So I'm gonna be frank with you now, I 'acted big' just now. Had a small discussion with my sis before ordering my chocolate shake. I was supposed to order in English in the most 'slang'-est accent I could ever make. So when the minah tudung gestured for my order, I said, "Can I have, urm, a chocolate milkshake, please?" I pronounced every word as correctly as I could, trying to portray the most 'stepping' image. MAN I'M SUCHA BITCH. haha. And I saw that minah tudung rolled her eyes the moment she turned back to get the shake. Man I was smiling like an idiot there. See see see I'm finally a stepping twin. But no, I'm not offended. I'm honoured to be a good actress, can't you see? Besides that, shopping with my fam and aunt and granny. Farmy farr farrr.

Ah, there's photos you know. Will post them up once they are uploaded.

WHA? Did I just heard my sis sobbing just behind me? Ah she's watching 'Tentang Dia'. Ahhh emo emo emo.

Ooohh Di really wanna marry me?! OMGOMGOMG. I love you too anyway. So, let's get married. Ah see, I'm talking trash here.

The moment I see you tomorrow, I'm gonna squeeze and squeeze you and pull you and make you run after me. And force you to bleat like a merino sheep. Okay?

** Inside joke to Di: I thought you wanna eat behind the railway? Dear, you'll gonna watch a spaceship landing infrontof you and see E.T. coming towards you. Sheesh.