Mo. 19 years old (soon) . Loves pink. piNK. PINK! (and my sister) Hates t.e.c.h.n.o.l.o.g.y

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Let's leave what happened in the past, in the past, shall we?

Image: Charuca
Design: Sparkling Angel

I know I don't usually blog about things that happen,
But today I happen to be a garang guni.

Contrary to the name, you don't have to be very garang to be a garang guni. Nor do you have to be a guni. Whatever that is. All you have to be is Mo, together with Rain.

So my new word for Garang Guni will be Mo Rain. Or Rain Mo if my sis sues me.

Anyway, so the scene unfolds in the 5th floor of the carpark in my house...
Scene 1,
In the carpark, Garang and Guni are walking towards the lift.

Garang: Hey Guni! look at whats that!
Guni: What.
Garang: There! Look! They look useful!
Guni: Whats that.
Garang: Those sort of folders for the calendar thingies to put on the table!
Guni: Oh.

Two seconds tick past while Garang and Guni stare at the black package.
Two more seconds pass while they stare at each other

Guni: ZOMG I can use it to waterproof my A3 signages for NVM!
Garang: (with a gleam in her eye) LETS TAKE IT.
Garang and Guni: HOIIIII!!! (as they lift the package)

While trotting home with the package and looking very pleased with themselves...

Guni: ehh. What if it belongs to someone arh.
Garang: HAHAHAH
Guni: Damn I'd hate to be him.

There are 23 of them. I'm extremely pleased with my purloining act.

TEEHEE.




On a completely unrelated sidenote,
My sis and dad are watching soccer now and somehow a prerequisite to Liverpool winning involves them torturing a duck.
A soft toy duck.
So Garang is sitting on it now.
HMM.

and she wonders where I get my weirdness from.

and who am i?
thats a secret I'll never tell.
you know you love me.
xoxo