morning , my readers! its about 8.45 only, and i've been playing maple since i woke up at about 7pm (: i decided to go blogskinning later because i am starting to dislike this blogskin, so watch out for the new skin coming up today if, IF the internet is in a good mood (:

i hate breakfasts. breakfasts alone at home, because there is nothing to eat! and my mom actually thinks im fine with it, eating these crapless wholemeal bread and cereals. the fact is, why cant i have more exiting foods for breakfast? after all, breakfast IS the most important meal of the day! if i only survived on breafast everyday, how do you think i'll live on bread and cereal! i might jolly well go to the garbage chute to prolong myself with fuels!

well, at least someone had the sense to try and squeeze liquid from oranges, making my simple meal a little more, sour. who wants a tasteless breakfast anyway. i played maple till i got hungry, or else i wouldnt even think twice about not having breakfast. i tell my mom " yeah, okay i'll just have that" just so not to trouble people. how i hate troubling people that it may even kill me someday.

seriously, i have weird parents. their behaviour is superweird i find i cant stand it much longer, im so about to smash the ceiling! what do you think abbout this? i forgot to pass a book to my mom when she was going to return it to the library. she said " you are a bad girl" ohh nice, im a bad girl cos i forgot to pass you something. maybe you wouldnt find it so ironic, but its just super wrong!

ugh man, and once my mom complained about me wearing shack-y clothes to a kopitiam, then i said " dont say me lah, look at dad" cos he kinda wears his stupid blue singlet thingy everywhere he goes. and my dad started scloding me. Go look in the mirror babboon.

they nag too much, they seriously nag TOO much!! once i start talking about homework, my dad starts 'teaching' me how to study, which he has done lets say, three times already, and probably he thinks i couldnt hear/understnd it? well, congratulations, you have a retarded kid!

i just dont get it sometimes, old people(middle-aged and above) they have really special/weird terms to use when it comes to daily stuff. no not dialects, but their.. own-ly formed words. like yesterday when i was setting my new bedsheets, and my mom wanted help with the quilt and the cover. " fang(me lah), help me hold the meat at the corner" LMAO, meat she said. the quilt suppoesd to be inside of the cover iscalled, ' MEAT!"

haha, laugh your ass off, im going back to maple, then probably i'd blogskin and then do some work, play first work last baby! (:

happy hols!
Carey!

Labels: parents -.-

8:46 AM;
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morning , my readers! its about 8.45 only, and i've been playing maple since i woke up at about 7pm (: i decided to go blogskinning later because i am starting to dislike this blogskin, so watch out for the new skin coming up today if, IF the internet is in a good mood (:

i hate breakfasts. breakfasts alone at home, because there is nothing to eat! and my mom actually thinks im fine with it, eating these crapless wholemeal bread and cereals. the fact is, why cant i have more exiting foods for breakfast? after all, breakfast IS the most important meal of the day! if i only survived on breafast everyday, how do you think i'll live on bread and cereal! i might jolly well go to the garbage chute to prolong myself with fuels!

well, at least someone had the sense to try and squeeze liquid from oranges, making my simple meal a little more, sour. who wants a tasteless breakfast anyway. i played maple till i got hungry, or else i wouldnt even think twice about not having breakfast. i tell my mom " yeah, okay i'll just have that" just so not to trouble people. how i hate troubling people that it may even kill me someday.

seriously, i have weird parents. their behaviour is superweird i find i cant stand it much longer, im so about to smash the ceiling! what do you think abbout this? i forgot to pass a book to my mom when she was going to return it to the library. she said " you are a bad girl" ohh nice, im a bad girl cos i forgot to pass you something. maybe you wouldnt find it so ironic, but its just super wrong!

ugh man, and once my mom complained about me wearing shack-y clothes to a kopitiam, then i said " dont say me lah, look at dad" cos he kinda wears his stupid blue singlet thingy everywhere he goes. and my dad started scloding me. Go look in the mirror babboon.

they nag too much, they seriously nag TOO much!! once i start talking about homework, my dad starts 'teaching' me how to study, which he has done lets say, three times already, and probably he thinks i couldnt hear/understnd it? well, congratulations, you have a retarded kid!

i just dont get it sometimes, old people(middle-aged and above) they have really special/weird terms to use when it comes to daily stuff. no not dialects, but their.. own-ly formed words. like yesterday when i was setting my new bedsheets, and my mom wanted help with the quilt and the cover. " fang(me lah), help me hold the meat at the corner" LMAO, meat she said. the quilt suppoesd to be inside of the cover iscalled, ' MEAT!"

haha, laugh your ass off, im going back to maple, then probably i'd blogskin and then do some work, play first work last baby! (:

happy hols!
Carey!

Labels: parents -.-

8:46 AM;
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