zeeeeeee
But we are going to Bukit Nanas and Butterfly Park.

Today's my mum' birthday. But I haven't seen her all day.
And I haven't wished her Happy Birthday over the phone just 5 minutes ago because I think wishing in person is so much better.
(Fine, truth is, I forgot to wish her until she hung up. *grimaces*)

I made her a scrapbook as a present.
I drew like a 3-year-old on 4 pieces of papers and then a tissue on each of the paper with like a story in it.
The first two pages was a reminiscence of one incident when I was four years old.
(I don't know why, most part of my childhood years that I remember was when I was four)
The next one page was a You're-the-greatest-mum-ever-and-I-love-you-forever speech.
And the fourth page was a huge Happy Birthday note.
(Shall not reveal my mum's age 'cause, well, age is a sensitive issue for women, right?)
I had the front page filled with my mum's age, written in three different languages and in number form. I think she hates me for reminding her. Hahahah.
I'll have to ask her about that tonight since I didn't see her face when she read it.
(I slipped it into her room when it hit 12 a.m. and ran off)

My dad is giving her a CD. She hinted really heavily that she wanted that.
Like this: "I want this CD for my birthday."
I don't know what's the name of the CD, though.
101 Love Songs, I think. (Chinese love songs)
I wrapped the gift for my dad immediately after I arrived at home.
I even stuck a piece of paper for my dad to write a Birthday note to my mum.
He was laughing so hard when he saw the paper 'cause he didn't know what to write.
In the end, he wrote "CF, Happy Birthday. KJ"
(CF is my mother's initial. And KJ is my dad's)
(My mother's name is definitely not Christian Fellowship)

I wonder where we're going to have our dinner.
But we're definitely going to get a cake.
Will be dropping by my uncle's bakery to try out a cake that the baker they're interviewing made as a sample. I hope that baker can bake well.
Otherwise, my mum will have a really memorable birthday this year. And it won't be in a good way.

Speaking of the bakery, my brother took over my job at the bakery along with my cousin.
Both of them had just been done with UPSR.
I have to say my brother is freaking good at the job.
He's very efficient. Very fast.
But he's rough when he's handling the bread.
I scolded him every five minutes when we're working together to package the bread.
But he's going to make an awesome cashier.
He's very witty so he'll be able to joke with customers and charm them once he gets over the I-hate-the-cash-register thing - which will take a long time.
The first time I used it, I kept saying sorry.
The second time - more "sorry"s.
The third - I almost cried.
I hate all the confusing little buttons on it.
But I guess I'm quite okay with it now.
I'm still confused but at least I don't feel so helpless anymore. Hahahah
zeeeeeee
1st off, I'm joining Sony again this year.
In a different group - me, John and Wei Ken.
They're okay. I mean, I don't hate them...
Fine, it isn't that bad. I like them. How's that?

2nd, I'm learning sign language to communicate with my deaf uncle and aunt when I'm working for them in the bakery. Oom Yin is teaching me.

Speaking of Oom Yin, she has a story to tell. So, I'll let her tell it. Hahaha.
(Will miss you in school tmrw, OY!)

Then speaking of my uncle's bakery, I love it to bits.
But that's besides the point.
Something awful happened today. ahahah
(I know, I put *laughters* behind the sentence with the word "awful" in it. I'm crazy.)
I shouldn't tell it online it's be equivalent to shouting it out to the world.
So, yeah, ahhaha, Lips are sealed.

Going to FRIM this Sunday!
Having a picnic there, too.

=D, zeeeeeee
zeeeeeee
I used to think that term as rude but I won't complain about it because it's so funny.
But now, I truly agree that Twilight fanatics should be known as that.

I reread the whole series for the second time because I was craving a good read.
Well, Twilight Saga is a good read...
But. It's just nauseatingly sick.

In the first two books, I was pretty okay with it because there wasn't such a huge amount of kissing and racing heartbeats..
Fine, there was a huge amount of those two and more but it was bearable.
But when I got to the third book...
I felt like throwing up half way through it.

I hate Bella.
I think she's just.. weak
I do not understand how a girl can just decide that she can't live without a person.
It's stupid. Not to mention, overly romantic.
Girls are supposed to like be pass that level now.
Why should you be so friggin dependable on a guy??
And I hate the part where she goes all:
"He's like a pagan god",
"No matter how many times I look at him, his beauty will always catch me off guard just like the first time",
"I can't believe he's mine",
"You would think that I would have got over this by now"

And there' are SO. MANY. CURSED. PARTS. LIKE. THAT.

I totally do not understand how I got through the four books without feeling like this the first time.

zeeeeeee
zeeeeeee
of Mushrooms.

I'm serious. I love eating them but I don't know why they just sorta creep me out.
Like this morning, I went outside to wait for my transport to come and get me,
I saw a couple of mushrooms in my garden and I sorta freaked out.
I just stared at them for like two seconds then finally reacted like this in my head:
'OH MY GOD! MUSHROOMS!'

Okay, I know I sound really dumb like I've never seen mushrooms in my life before but my garden(!) was the last place on earth I would expect to find mushrooms!

I know this is going to sound really silly but:
I approached the mushrooms guardedly.
And when I stopped in front of it, I raised my foot to give it a little tap.
So I did... tentatively as if the mushrooms will explode or turn into some mini alien space craft and start attacking me.
Well, obviously, nothing happened.
They're just mushrooms.
But, I just was a tad afraid of it.
(Can't believe I'm admitted that...)

***

I'm reading the Twilight Saga for the second time now.
Not because I'm a Twitard(like some people on some forum call them).
But because I'm craving a good read so badly I'm rereading the Saga.
Suggestions, anyone?
I'm desperate.
To the extent of borrowing Enid Blyton books from Melissa.
(Yes, Enid Blyton, the guy who writes boring children stories:
I fell asleep when I was reading one of his books when I was nine years old)

I have too much time on my hands...
Fine, that's not true.
I have loads of homework still not done
and I'm supposed to have started studying for end-year exam
considering my I-don't-care-about-my-results attitude all year which had brought my grades lower than ever.
It gets worse every single exam.
I know I have to get studying.
But where the hell is my motivation and enthusiasm?
- not to mention my diligence as well..
I feel like slapping myself awake.
End-year exam is OCTOBER 5TH.
ONE MONTH AWAY.
And I've got so much ground to cover.

Argh.
I need to get out of my dizzying little dreamworld I get working.





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