tuition with siewie

today.. after a very very long time, siewie and dakshy went out alone. oh wait. i think we've never been out alone. anyways, moving on. siewie came 30mins late. cant blame her also la kan? because i was hogging her on the phone like every 10mins asking her where was she and why she wasnt in popular (our meeting place yet).

so, while sitting in the car with my sista, who obliged to sending me for tuition today, topic of conversation was about child rape based on nurin's case. sista and i were expressing ourselves mega-ly until one point, we started suggesting ways GOD or police (if they happen to be a liiiiiiiiiiiiittle useful) can torture the motherfuckers involved.
the following list hanya sesuai dibaca oleh those above 18.

dakshy's suggestions:
1. stuff nails up their assholes
2. slice their penis agonisingly slowly
3. cane their asses so hard that they wont be able to sit till the end of their lives
4. heat up their balls till it reaches the boiling point (100`C)

sista's suggestions:
1. chop their penis into quarters
2. shove ice cubes into their assholes

winning suggestion:
chop their legs and hands off. and then slice it into small pieces. and then throw those pieces into a wok which has oil in it and fry it. while it is being fried, make sure they watch it being fried. and then, finally, 'cook' them in the wok in boiling oil.
kencang or not?
at this point, i could gladly say that my sista has one hell of a sense of imagination!

so, after sharing our ideas on the punishment and stuff, i called up siewie for the millionth time.
she's already in popular!
so, i dash outta the car and arrive at popular.

we then head to McD for lunch. lunch was GOOD. through out lunch, we discuss about our pathetic-beyond-imagination lives. the convo also included...
1. graduation robes/ costume
2. McSexy leaving chelsea
3. sirius
4. life after SPM
5. bitches in school
6. teachers
7. gerak gempurs
8. SPM itself
9. future lecturer a.k.a dakshy teaching *ahem*
10. voldermort

so, yea. after lunch, we headed back to kasturi. cop-ped place to sit and then off we went down 3 floors to popular to waste another 30 mins.

in popular, siewie picked up a children's book and started reading it ALOUD. children's book la! haiyo. aku, yang tak boleh tahan, scurried to my feet to the cookery section and picked up some of my favourite books and came back to 'the spot'. then, the 2 of us were looking at the enticing food display in the books that literally made our mouth water. after a few mins, i picked one of the books to accumulate in my sista's birthday gift package.
elaboration:
every year, without fail, i get my sista something for her birthday. this year, i thought of getting her a whole lot of her favourite things and pack it up and give it to her. therefore, i dont have to crack my head to get her something specific. chun-ted idea man.

anyhow, paid for book and off we went up those 3floors again with the aid of mankind's ingenious creation - the lift.

up in class, the place we earlier cop-ped turned out to be in BETWEEN a threesome who wanna talk to each other A LOT before class.
this is when i should confess that i'm the one who suggested not to occupy the sides and occupy the middle of the row instead. hehe. should have listened to siewie. damn la! *sheepish smile*
so, we sit down and start talking to each other.
then, these people start conversing across my face. i get a little annoyed initially and then gently ask the other girl if she wanted to switch places with me so that she can sit next to her buddies and stop using my as a mediator. but NO. she says it's ok.

minutes later, they continue talking! fuck la! i got damn pissed. BUT thanks to my distraction (siewie) i didnt express myself.

after tuition, it was hallelujah once again.
siewie left first and then my mom came and i left too.

now, i'm safe and sound with the presence of my computer and ever faithful stereo set that is blasting into my ears.

plans for tonight would be shamita's family coming over to my place for dinner as grandma and dakshy are about to dish up something happening.
yes people. dakshy CAN cook.

remember, when REMY can cook, why cant dakshy??

ps: it rhymes!!

click!

~ hurt ~