Curled.

I have an annoying mum. Wanted to ask do you want an exchange but second thought, she can be the coolest mum at the same time so I'd like to keep her for myself, but at least I tried asking right? 


Family and friends have been asking me why have I changed from the can't-wait-to-go-out-everyday to a just-want-to-stay-home-to-cook-and-bake type of person? 


I guess it's partly because I already did a small part of me as a student, which is to leave home and go to college. I went to college, then I 'dropped out' because of my dad and some other reasons. Since I was about to graduate from high school, most of my friends see me as one who would leave my hometown for good, which happened to be the exact opposite. I hate living in the city. The jam, the crowd, the hectics and those sly people. Ugh, no thanks. It isn't that hard for me to just stay at home, mostly because of the fact that I hardly shop. I don't buy new clothes and I hate to use my brain on thinking what clothes to buy or wear. Of course there are times when I'd feel like being out of the house and have a shopping spree but that's quite rare. So you can say that I'm someone who's lazy and boring at times. Hahaha, as long as there's food, awesome internet access and music, I'll survive.

Since fifteen, I'm already used to being alone at home. I used to be on bad terms with my parents, so we hardly talked until I graduated from high school. We hardly even see each other because they're always out. We don't have lunch, dinner or weekends get together like we used to. Now, I do appreciate get together moments but one thing that never changed in me: I enjoy the silence. Hahaha. It's obvious because I avoid crowded places and I don't really talk, smile or laugh unless I felt like it. Hahaha. It's not my fault alright because I was always alone in the house for almost three years! So you can't expect me to just fall in love with surrounding noises all of a sudden right? Hahaha. One thing I'm worst at is, answering phone calls that interrupt my sleep if it's too early in the morning. I won't bother to listen who you are, I'll just pick up the phone, say: Wrong Number, pull off the plug and continue my sleep. That's how pissed I'll get. And it's actually not such a big deal! Hahahaha. Haih.

I'm all about him. He's all about me. And we don't give a dang.

:)