where butter can fly...

mum went out...
so did my dad... but my dad went out half-drunk n bare-footed...
my brother went out wif him... bare-footed too...
n i m alone at home now...
waiting... guarding the door...
this is a joke...
wat m i suppose to do?

not another day... quarelling again... help me!... feel like slapping them... realli dunno wat's my mum thinking about... y must she go hong kong... i think itz a waste of money... without even discussing wif daddy... i mean... she just went wat.... eventhough she may b spending her own savings, afterall it is all from dad... n then u c daddy working so hard everyday... dun u understand his predicament... be by his side... it may b boring being a housewife... but it is not like u r not given any chance to find a job... but to think of tt... i dun think u will want to serve... so if u r not willing to start from the bottom... n experience some hard life... dun complain about the mundane lifesyle... i think we're oreadi very fortunate to haf such a dad... nice in almost everything... so dun take it for granted...
alwaz like tt... small things bcum BIG... and it affects everyone in the house for weeks... sigh... realli dunno... i think this summerhill house is not a happy house... i think living in bedok is happier...

wanted to blog dis yesterday... unfortunately dunno due to watever reason... i cant on the cpu... hehe... but when my dad on this morning it works... hm...
well... yesterday went for morning exercise wif my parents... feeling the ache all over the body now... hehe... it has been a long time... haven been exercising since dunno when... thot tt the amazing race will be a tough one for me ya...
i went out wif yl, lll, qy yesterday.... 4 of us... it seems the same... mayb less topic to tok about... but expected... someone has to break the ice and start toking crap first... although it is worrying... but i think we must all presevere if we want the friendship to continue... cos the further we feel we are from each other... the more effort we should try to keep in touch... isnt it tt e way?... eventually we shop around orchard road... heeren den far east... i bought myself a wallet... hm... $16... i dunno if it is worth... cos i dunnd a wallet for the time being ,but i still bought it cos it is quite nice... but i still haf the guilt of spending unnecessay money... i shall remind myself to stop buying...
it was quite tiring... ya... shopping can also be tiring!... hehe...

took 171 from far east.. was sitting at the seat tt was against the flow... the one tt is facing the rest of the passengers... looking out of the window as usual as the bus moved... but ahhhhh.... smthg caught my attention... COCKROACH... carwling towards me along the wall of the bus. Of cos i panic... just try to tilt my body so tt i will further away from it. Indian man to the rescue... the person sitting opposite me must haf notice my awkward position... hehe... he helped swip the cockroach to the ground... it was den den i was relieved and felt safer... luckily... if not i will really run out of my seat... hehe...

2 more days of work!... and i will be... erm... not exactly free.. sigh~... i shouldnt b happy... it is coming to the end of the hols... which mean sch starting... assignments, projects, presentations and exam... not another semester... my body is still aching... how am i going to work later?..sigh~

the first day being a 20 year old... ha... it is not good at all... things happen... reminding me tt the world i am living in is not as wonderful as i think it will be... til now... i still dunno the real truth... is the lost bag due to our negligence or is it just kinda of cunning scheme... who is good... who is bad... who is real n who is not... who is the real victim... i m realli puzzled... the more i look at my supervisor the more i feel she is evil... a black heart behind a pretty face... i think she really have good acting skills... or m i too naive...
it's time to wake up n face the real cold world... but how?... i realli dunno how to face it... i m too naive... innocent?... or some pple will sae dumb...
wat i m thinking now... i want to get out of gucci... i dun want the job... wat stupid prestigious job... pui pui... sad + sad... overheard my mum sae... it'z just a part time work for me anyway... y get so work up n care so much... but i dun think huever can just treat it as nothing has happened... mummy...u just dun understand me n how i feel... cant she sae smth nice... i mean from the dae i started working... did she ever thot of any hard time i will get and whatever shit thing i may get... if she ever did show any concern... i m sorry... but i dun feel it at all... the ratio the love i get from mum: dad... 2.5:7.5...
wat a life... i hate it!...

yes... u haf wasted an entire dae lying on the bed... half asleep half watching tv... haven been doing this for quite sometimes le... fail to register for e amazing race, didnt attend to the pre-orientation... and told fren tt i m bz... heez... i just refuse to get up and out...
tmr... get back to work... s23 outing.... cannot attend... work haf been tiring... and i didnt bother to change my off day to tmr... my fault... but so many things happen at work... i doubt it will be convenient to change as i like too...
a lost bag... cost about 3k... which we realli cannot answer where it had gone to... i realli wonder if we haf realli accidentally threw it away... tt will b so dumb... i went to the office...seen the big boss and everything... my god... pris n i dun haf to pay for it... but i dunno about the perm staff... and i m realli curious... the bag must b somewhere... cannot vanish just like dat rite...