Very fuckin' random happenings.

Complain #1: I hate how my mum is always feigning ignorance to my words and thoughts and then putting her energy into speaking to Wendy or anyone else. But then again, would the things I say matter at all? It's not jealousy. No, trust me, it's not.

Complain #2: 9 more days to BBQ :(

Complain #3: My short-term memory is not a joke anymore.

You know I actually thought today was a Saturday! The conversation went like this...

Est: "Woah eh, tomorrow is Sunday huh."
Hao: "... *pauses for a moment* ... today's a Sunday."
Est: "HUH OMG, TODAY IS SUNDAY?! Then what was I doing yesterday?!"
Hao: "We went to do some flag day charity work and Counter Strike..."
Est: "OMG OMG. THEN WHEN DID I MEET MY DAD FOR DINNER?!"
Hao: "That wuz on Friday."
Est: "WHICH REMINDS ME... Friday was the last day I saw Stanley!"
Hao: "..."
Est: "OMGOMG. SO TOMORROW IS MONDAY?! HAHAHAHA."

Complain #4: I tripped.


Right around here when Lion, Hao and I were laughing our balls off about some bloody retarded joke. Hao was warning me that if I ever tripped, he's going remember it for his entirely dog life. I was still laughing and laughing until... yes, I tripped.

Complain #5:

Hao stinked.

Complain #6: All I wanted to do was to freak the guys out with the almighty umbrella because the fresh raindrops on it would wet their shirts and faces BUTTTTTTTTTT I swung it back too hard that...

I kinda broke it?

LOLLOLLOL! SORRY AH!

WTF.

Deepest sympathies to the Burberry-inspired umbrella...

Complain #7: A phone call in the morning was enough to make me happy. Heh heh. But I had to sit in the pouring rain to support friends on this friendly match but it got screwed up at the end of the day...

Pouring like shitz.

Getting all pumped up!

During the game...

Result? 8:1.

A WIN! :D

Complain #8: They say pointing at a full moon would get your ears hurt or something. And that's the reason why I still do not dare to point at it...


But it was beautiful...

Complain #9: LOLWTF?

Do something about it already!

Complain #10: It was 9th of December... I smashed the birthday cake on her face but ended up having the MOST chocolate cream all over my head. I ran to a place only to know that it was a dead end and BAM, the cake flew to my hair. Result? My hair was smelling like... yes, chocolate cream.

LOL.

They had to help me wash my hair.

-_-