Nur Aliffah, I miss you. No texts from you the whole day. I hope you're safe and doing okay on your side. And I'm jealous you're currently training to swim with my sharks one day.

I'm so tired and exhausted today but I felt so inspired suddenly. I'm not sure if I'm even using the correct terms to actually illustrate how I feel at the moment so bear with me.

Insufficient amount of sleep, dozed off whenever I could (especially during mum's graduation ceremony when distinguished guests had their speeches about being hardworking, not giving up and all that jazz, I mean c'mon, why wouldn't anyone sleep to that?). I even snoozed in the cab on the way to lunch, snoozed on the bus on the way to Arab St and snoozed on the bus on the way home. And when I finally reach home, I still managed to muster up my remaining energy (must have some spare energy stored somewhere in my immune system or something) to turn on the laptop and begin my routine updates.

Right now, I've some plans up my sleeves which I shan't disclose here because, ... well just because. My mind's too haywire to even think about where to begin telling the whole world about my plans. But then again.

Yes by the way, I'm in need of a lot of money. My 5th Singtel letter has arrived to remind me of my responsibilities which I've yet to attend to because I've way more important things to do. In any case, if I'm uncontactable, then ... too bad. If I'm online, I'm online, if not then, I'm not.

It's 4am-ish right now and I'm just done watching The Phantom Menace (go ahead and judge me, you know you're secretly jealous that I'm cooler than you without even trying) because it's amazing and that I've already planned to rewatch everything, alone or with company (I don't care) but I'm emo you see, so I'd rather watch my shows alone.

Just about 1 hour ago, I've come to realised why Fah likes Darth Maul. I watched him closely during the camera close-ups, and I must say that he is pretty good-looking. His moves are sleek and c'mon, a red double-ended lightsaber. Now, that's fucking awesome. He appeared and died in the first episode so not much story on him but it's okay, I appreciate his existence and now I want his lightsaber. Meow meow meow.

I thought Natalie Portman did a great job as Padme/Queen Amidala and silly me, all along I couldn't remember NP's name and I kept thinking it was a meatier version of Keira Knightley. Sue me, okay. NP is so pretty, I swear.

I'm so stoked to watch the other episodes even though I already know how it's going to all end. I mean who doesn't? You can actually tell the whole story through the first movie if you watch and listen really closely. Or you're just stupid. Really.

I almost jizzed in my pants when I saw Obi-Wan. But I kept thinking of him coming from Moulin Rouge and it was pretty disturbing. But he killed Darth Maul anyway and ...

I think I deserve to sleep right now and stop blabbering about god-knows-what. But really, if you know what I've been rambling about, then I owe you a kiss.

Chao.