I have a strong feeling that this is going to be a long post. Beware. Read at your own risk!

Seriously, I got an issue with shoes. Every single high heels I bought hurt my legs. What is wrong with me and shoes? First, getting a correct size, with of course the shoe you like is already hard enough, getting the ones that hurt your leg is not necessary. Ah, if it wasn't for the stupid presentation, I wouldn't have to go through shoe shopping and ended up buying another not fit shoes again.

Then, I went to trim my hair, though my mother actually drag me there because I am hungry and she knew I will be lazy to go out once I step into the house. That explains why I haven't go trim my hair although I kept saying I wanted to trim it Much shorter now. You know what I'm afraid?

I am getting bald. No! Serious. My hair falling rate is so high that it scares me. How do I make my hair grow or just stop falling? Hair Hair, please stop falling and grow more and more hair. Please~

And just why in the world my mum loves watching ghost movie....like someone I know? *cough* Potato *cough* And there she is putting extremely high volume, as if I don't know that she is watching them. Of all things she going to watch after she knew how to operate that darn DVD player, it had to be a freaking ghost story. Now I am afraid to get out from my room. I need my MP3 soon to drown those screams and those eerie sound effect. I remembered I was so scared the other night cause my dog keep on barking around 1 something midnight. I haven't off the computer, I haven't go to the toilet. But I just keep on praying that my dog will just shut up, especially my Lessy don't bark. Do you see the point why am I so freaked out? Why he bark endlessly in midnight when he don't bark in the afternoon?

Looks like it wasn't that long of a post but it's good enough.

See! I knew I forgotten to write something.

Someone bang my dad's car today while my mum is the one driving. I officially forgotten to drive. We are not sure but we felt the pressure and the car even moves forward. When I turned around, its a motorcyclist turning away and a Myvi. Honestly, I wouldn't think that the motorcyclist did it. If he hit us with that bike of his and our car sorta move in front alot from the impact , I think the motorbike must be heavily damage (although the car is an antique and an old junk, but the quality is much better than local cars) but he seems to be fine, so that means left that freaking Myvi, with a nip on the hood of the car and with a such fast reaction, he speeds away.

*laughs*

What car does he think he is driving right now? A Ferrari or a Porshe? Fast enough to escape from me remembering his car plate number with a glance? Seriously. Don't make me laugh. But it's not like we are going to report the police anyway, but if we really did, the car plate number is with me.