i just fell off the toilet seat, about 3 minutes ago. i rushed to the wc before blogging, knowing i'll take a rather long time, plopped my white ass onto the seat, missed, fell between the bowl and the wall and got squashed. :(

i had 3 BIG issues to blog about. but i have forgotten what they are. its like that. when you're at work daydreaming, or on the bus, or in the toilet, you come up with the most interesting and brain teasing issues to discuss. and once you're comfortably seated in front of your laptop, you cant seem to remember a single one of them. i will name it T.I.T.S., The Ingenius Toilet Syndrome. (i didnt mean for it to spell tits. it just, popped into my head) and once i become a really famous person/dancer/writer/newscaster/reporter from the U.A.E/air stewardess/taitai-socialite, everyone will quote me and my quotes.

since i cant recall the really smart stuff i had wanted to discuss and explore in great detail, i shall blog about my mundane daily activities and happenings.

i killed a cockroach yesterday. thats not the worst...

but fuck it. dad just ruined my day, and my desire to write.