178/365: Going back...and no

Salam, it doesn't make sense

4/7/2010: I can't catch the name......

Around midday my aunt tag me to her friends wedding and horror hit me when we send gift to the bride in her room. I saw dozens of makeup, I was 'holy crap, they must be joking, oh wait they use it all?' How I wish I don't use all that even if its kill me.

Then went home around 3pm and I quickly packed all my stuff up to return back to hostel for the preparation for the upcoming events. I was tired enough but duty calls and we off after Asar.

4/7/2010:around the raining roads of Gadong

Condition at the hostel forbid me to stay overnight because it look like Silent Hill without the fog and distort creatures. Due to that mom said I should return tomorrow and we went to the Mall and that's when my ugly minutes comes and I end up with bad hair-literally. Caught in the rain, my coffee spills and the contour glass cannot be display because it's box was ruined by the coffee. Now I smelled like old coffee and stinks breadth.