train /treɪn/: childhood fears and webcamwhoring.

this is apparently my 1582nd post.

subtract my drafts which is a total of 6, and that will be the number of posts there are on this here bloggie. *congratulations*

i am currently pissed off. E'indah seems to really hate being in a car for many hours. she can stand being in her tiny little cupboard overnight, but not in a car. hmm. kay then.

so here we are, back in my sanctuary of my abode in Pasir Ris.

somehow it feels like i'd been detached from earth for such a long time already. (then again, the dense person that i am, that could probably be true to a certain extent) since when had my dear old bloggie received so many views, and my very random "i like cats" tweet received so many retweets?

o but hey! guess what? both my maternal grandparents are gonna be sleeping over tonight!!!!!!

what are the things i'd bought from malaysia, you ask?

1. an hourglass. finally! had always wanted one. its sand is pink. truly beautiful. i couldnt stop playing with the one on display, and the nice salesgirl gave me a little discount, seeing that i liked it so much. sweet!

2. a bracelet. it's made of magnets, which i find to be absolutely cool .

3. a tee. it has a camera on the front and a little photographer splattered on the back. it's beautiful, although my first impression was "NO WAY, I AM NOT A PHOTOGRAPHER."

4. a voodoo doll. i dont know why actually. when i saw it i thought it looked really irritating, but i still found myself drawn to it. so i bought it. and this proved the powers that these creepy dolls have.

did you know that i am actually afraid of dolls? my childhood had still been full of them though, because mom never knew of my little fear.

you know the Baby Alive thingy? i fucking hate those, i tell you. i swear. i always avoid the girls section at Toys R Us because of those.

remember Chuckie? *deep breath* i have nothing to say about that. if you ask my maternal relatives, they all have stories about me, Chuckie, and high-pitched shrieks from a little girl in her mommy's arms.

i'd put a photo of him here, but... nah. i don't want to scare my Axes who are also afraid of him.

if you notice, most of my posts when i was on this trip had titles which sounds kind of off a horror movie, right? a little ghost story, devil in the house stalking me, running along an empty corridor in dead silence. what was i thinking.

that all aside, am meeting up with Syamirul tomorrow. i think i'll wear a little summery, flowy dress. i dont know, i feel like it. i want to look like a little girl again.

okay, i am so tired right now. shall end off the post with more of my random webcamwhore moments from back in the hotel.

enjoy .

aww. love you too my Axes.