Hey sexies! How’s my new template? I love? You like?
Today was supposed to be Sakku Bai day. That's my alter ego on my 2nd off. Here's a picture for better understanding. Oh and please, don't google images of "indian housemaids" unless you're alone. There's a lot of housemaid porn out there. Astaghfirullah. I'm fasting for God's sake! I mean, how are they so modern?
Back on topic, it was supposed to be a cleaning, tidying, cooking day for me but so far I’ve played makeup-makeup with myself, been on twitter, blogged on Expressive Silence (oh yeah! Finally!) and surfed around. I am desperately seeking change, so I started with my blog template. The other one was too overbearing right now and I wanted something simple. Nice?
And I ain’t much of a drama queen these days. I know a lot of drama queens instead. I’ve mellowed down. My personality and looks go thru a transition every six months. About time. Funny eh? I’m a chameleon? Just a pretty one. Hence the subtitle change.
Yes, bro is giving me guilt trips about kitchen cleaning. He wants me to throw the leftovers out. Why can’t he do it himself? Ufff. This gurl’s gotta do everything. He’s my younger bro so why is he trying to order me around? Anyway I’ll take it as a compliment that he trusts my better judgment when it comes to food else he’ll starve and die. That feels better.
And I’m hungry. *rumble* Oops.
Iftar is gonna be pizza and Chinese. Yes, there’s some weird combo in this household but then again, we don’t care.
It’s been 3 hours since I woke up and I haven’t done anything productive! It’s already 1715H. When I’m working, life’s so fast that I do think I deserve this break. Okay? But the dishes and clothes have to be washed? Oh shut the fuck up, bloody conscience working overtime in Ramadan.
Anyway, do let me know how you liked my template.