Is it 2005 already?
The days blend into one another and it doesn't seem like a new year has come. What makes Dec 31, 2004 any different from Jan 1, 2005?
As you can see, I'm not exactly in year-end reflection mode or new year go-get-'em mode. I'm in exhausted-I-need-a-holiday-dammit! mode :P
For New Year's eve my housemates and I ordered pizza for a treat and stayed at home. Boring, some might say, but I'm not fond of getting caught in traffic jams and squeezing through crowds, so it worked for me ;) Anyway, New Year's eve in Malaysia was quiet this time round coz most organisations and shopping centres cancelled their planned events as a mark of respect to the victims of the Sumatran earthquake on Boxing Day and its resulting tsunamis.
Mom was here over the weekend and thank God didn't need to stay with me (which doesn't mean I escaped getting lectured about neatness etc.). I brought her to see The Phantom of the Opera coz I thought she would like it, I knew she wouldn't have a chance to see it otherwise (yes, my hometown is THAT sad), and my housemate had booked extra tickets.
It was an interesting weekend, since Mom met Blink's girlfriend for the first time -- yes, he's now taken, folks! -- and one of my aunts said my lips were blue (must be a result of all that bleeding). At which Mom immediately started worrying and called Dad up, then told me to start taking iron pills three times a day. Mom also brought a blanket for me coz I'd said that my blanket was falling apart; it had developed a hole so big, one night I'd put my arm through that hole in my sleep and had to wake up in order to extricate myself. *rolls eyes*