Tuesday, June 20, 2006
- Flying away -
I'm in such a blue mood..
I just finished exam number one!!
Started off like such a dodgy day. I woke up on time with my four alarms set at 6.20, 6.35, 6.40 and 6.45..prepared I say! Anyways.. I was all prepared and calculated exactly what time to walk to the bus stop since its like f-f-freezing cold in the morning...BUT the bus left. The first frickin' time I missed the bus, and I have an exam!!
So like I ran home to drive down to uni, hoping I wouldn't get stuck in peak hour traffic.
Driving means no last minute cramming...I was reading in the car..quite dangerous. Not like it helped or anything.
And the exam? It was devastatingly horrible. I don't think I answered anything with 100% positive attitude...most of the time was, omfg two hours to do all this?!? Well, I tried to finish as fast as I could so I could get outta there as fast as I could. Happi-nesses that it's all over. I'm a bit more relaxed for tomorrows.
I have 120 Flybuy points. How slow and sad.
My great-uncle just passed away at a very old age. I didn't know him too well. Rest in peace dear great uncle. Makes you think about the wonders of young age. Live well peoples.
I have a story to tell..I wonder if I should tell it.
Last night when we were all eating dinner, it was me and my bro left at the table and mum was telling us to hurry up 'cos she wanted to wash the dishes. Then my bro says,
"Leave it to jie, she'll do it." So mum leaves it and she threatened us that since he mentioned it, the dishes better get done, or else. My excuse has been the same for the last month or so,
"No no no, I have to study! Exams! Tomorrow! I'll do the dishes every day after my exams!" But mum had already walked off so it was between me and bro.
Me: "Loser! Do it! Ni kai jui jiang de!"
Bro: "Nuh, you're doing it, you're doing it! Nuh!" So I reach over to pinch him while he keeps swatting me away. Then after we're done eating, we put our dishes into the sink and he runs off.
Me: "Oi! I need to studyy! Go and wash the dishes!!"
Bro: "Nuh, you have to do it! Do it!" Then all of a sudden he puts his fists up, like he's ready to fight.
Me: "Yeah? You wanna fight? I'll give you a fight!" And I run towards him, but he runs into the corrider and into his room. It was then that I realised what he was doing. Protecting his pillow. He hadn't done this in ages. When we were younger, everytime he pissed me off, I'd grab his pillow. But he was quite protective of his pillow and wouldn't let me near it. So I jump onto his bed and start slapping him on the face while he kept laughing and trying to push me off his bed.
"Say you'll wash! You do it! You do it! Say it!" By this time he's laughing so hard he can't talk properly.
Bro: "Stop it..my chest hurts, stop it!" I'm laughing furiously as well.
Me: "My back hurts! I have back pain!"
Bro: "Ok! Stop! Ok, I'll say it....you do the dishes!"
Me: *slap* "Just do itttt!!!" *slap*slap*slap*
Bro: " Okok, I'll do it. Stop." And in an instant, he stops laughing, gets off the bed and looks at me,
Bro: Ok, you can get off my bed now, and don't touch my pillow." But I just sat there, all the other times he'd stop playing and would literally drag me off his bed cos I'd be just sitting there cos I can't be assed getting off at that particular moment, and he would drag and push 'til I was on the floor. His mood changes real quickly and it kinda scares me. It made me wonder where all our youth has gone. Kids these days grow up too fast, they don't seem to want to enjoy the immaturity that they are entitled to. Their youth has died from the consumerism and media of today, and can only rely on the small sparks that will never produce fire, to remind them of what it used to be.
Later on, mum looked at me,
"Aren't you doing the dishes?"
Me: "Nuh, I won."
Sorry for the long post, once again.
~Listening to: The Click Five - Catch Your Wave
I just finished exam number one!!
Started off like such a dodgy day. I woke up on time with my four alarms set at 6.20, 6.35, 6.40 and 6.45..prepared I say! Anyways.. I was all prepared and calculated exactly what time to walk to the bus stop since its like f-f-freezing cold in the morning...BUT the bus left. The first frickin' time I missed the bus, and I have an exam!!
So like I ran home to drive down to uni, hoping I wouldn't get stuck in peak hour traffic.
Driving means no last minute cramming...I was reading in the car..quite dangerous. Not like it helped or anything.
And the exam? It was devastatingly horrible. I don't think I answered anything with 100% positive attitude...most of the time was, omfg two hours to do all this?!? Well, I tried to finish as fast as I could so I could get outta there as fast as I could. Happi-nesses that it's all over. I'm a bit more relaxed for tomorrows.
I have 120 Flybuy points. How slow and sad.
My great-uncle just passed away at a very old age. I didn't know him too well. Rest in peace dear great uncle. Makes you think about the wonders of young age. Live well peoples.
I have a story to tell..I wonder if I should tell it.
Last night when we were all eating dinner, it was me and my bro left at the table and mum was telling us to hurry up 'cos she wanted to wash the dishes. Then my bro says,
"Leave it to jie, she'll do it." So mum leaves it and she threatened us that since he mentioned it, the dishes better get done, or else. My excuse has been the same for the last month or so,
"No no no, I have to study! Exams! Tomorrow! I'll do the dishes every day after my exams!" But mum had already walked off so it was between me and bro.
Me: "Loser! Do it! Ni kai jui jiang de!"
Bro: "Nuh, you're doing it, you're doing it! Nuh!" So I reach over to pinch him while he keeps swatting me away. Then after we're done eating, we put our dishes into the sink and he runs off.
Me: "Oi! I need to studyy! Go and wash the dishes!!"
Bro: "Nuh, you have to do it! Do it!" Then all of a sudden he puts his fists up, like he's ready to fight.
Me: "Yeah? You wanna fight? I'll give you a fight!" And I run towards him, but he runs into the corrider and into his room. It was then that I realised what he was doing. Protecting his pillow. He hadn't done this in ages. When we were younger, everytime he pissed me off, I'd grab his pillow. But he was quite protective of his pillow and wouldn't let me near it. So I jump onto his bed and start slapping him on the face while he kept laughing and trying to push me off his bed.
"Say you'll wash! You do it! You do it! Say it!" By this time he's laughing so hard he can't talk properly.
Bro: "Stop it..my chest hurts, stop it!" I'm laughing furiously as well.
Me: "My back hurts! I have back pain!"
Bro: "Ok! Stop! Ok, I'll say it....you do the dishes!"
Me: *slap* "Just do itttt!!!" *slap*slap*slap*
Bro: " Okok, I'll do it. Stop." And in an instant, he stops laughing, gets off the bed and looks at me,
Bro: Ok, you can get off my bed now, and don't touch my pillow." But I just sat there, all the other times he'd stop playing and would literally drag me off his bed cos I'd be just sitting there cos I can't be assed getting off at that particular moment, and he would drag and push 'til I was on the floor. His mood changes real quickly and it kinda scares me. It made me wonder where all our youth has gone. Kids these days grow up too fast, they don't seem to want to enjoy the immaturity that they are entitled to. Their youth has died from the consumerism and media of today, and can only rely on the small sparks that will never produce fire, to remind them of what it used to be.
Later on, mum looked at me,
"Aren't you doing the dishes?"
Me: "Nuh, I won."
Sorry for the long post, once again.
~Listening to: The Click Five - Catch Your Wave
-{ missing you 6/20/2006 11:52:00 am }-