- Saturday: All day at home. Hanief and the family came by at night, and as was expected, he wasted no time in moaning about the bathroom. Elsewhere, Liverpool drew 0-0 with Everton in the Merseyside derby. Good game, too bad they didn't win.
- Sunday: Idul Adha prayers, with Dad giving the sermon he'd been preparing on this computer for the past week or so. For some reason, he felt the need to go at it with fire and brimstone. As if I don't get enough of that at home. After prayers, ended up hiding out and going to sleep in the backroom, because I sure had my fill of people yelling. One's sanity must be kept.
- Monday: At home again. Woke up to find the maids cleaning up my floor. And then Dad felt the need to rub in the cleanliness schtick, saying that Hanief's sensitive to these sort of things, and we should accept it as being his nature. Well, how about accepting me being a slob as part of my friggin' nature?
P.S. To someone I had a recent chat with: you're cute. (There, kept my word, didn't I? ;p)
Oh yeah, go here and see which Weezer song you are. As for me:
Pretty accurate, especially taking into account my current state of mind when it comes to relationships...
