mr.ineedahaircut convinced me to let him drive me to east coast park for sugarcane juice.
at 10am in the morning.
so i agreed.
fun what right?
mr.ineedahaircut driving skills were.. albeit.. a tad reckless.
hump bump bump.
speed. jam brake.
stalled in the middle of huge junction.
the worst of all?
he couldn't reverse..
yes he said my daddy's trusty little kangoo is different.
we were stuck at the damn lagoon carpark for half an hour frantically calling everyone we know to see if they knew the trick of how to reverse.
we even nearly resorted to manually pushing the van out.
if not for a certain friend, who managed to find a colleague who drove a kangoo before, directing us with the instructions. step by step.
we thought all was well.
all was fine.
until........
my parents returned home from their short trip overseas...
my dad demanded to know why something fell out!
YES FELL OUT.
some black thing, most likely a car part i suppose, dropped out of his steering wheel.
to date, my family hasn't figured out what dropped out.
its been sent for analysis at our nearest friendly neighbourhood car maintenance shop.
so he questioned me.
up down right n left.
if anyone, anyone at all, touched his sweet retro yellow vehicle.
he warned me saying: i know this lil thing like the back of my hand.
i'll know if anyone ever even sat on the driver's seat besides me.
after much haggling, about punishment, which could not involve getting grounded, cutting my allowance.
i admitted, with grace and magnanimity, that i was after all a playful daughter who merely wanted to go for a spin in his beautiful kangoo.
i'm sure daddy dearest wouldn't want his lil kangoo to stay stagnant for days, bored, lonely in that small constrained area of a parking lot now, would he?
:)
yeah so my punishment is...
daddy: u BETTER go get ur license ok?don't tell me you're too lazy to go for lessons. after ur exams. then i wouldnt have to worry.
then we could probably buy another car since all of us can drive.
YES YES YES.
i love my daddy.
his punishments are the greatest.
| 01:02 Thursday, April 21, 2005
rachel likes this. she thinks its cute. i think its funny.
| 00:40
hahahahaha. i swear.. this is awful.
| 00:38
wah lau stop taking lar. waiyan always says this. but too bad eh. caught ya!
| 00:38
my winning vote! angie!!
| 00:37
hi. i am waiyan. i like to drink lipton tea.
| 00:37
see what see. take what take. not happy ah?
| 00:36
actually rui looks ok, she'll kill me anyway. heheh.
| 00:35
aww so adorable. i love mervyn wervyn. so cute. retarded NOT!
| 00:35
to appease my friends n make up for doing this, here i am! the most retarded looking of the damn lot.
the retarded pictures showcase.
it kinda makes me happy.
after all the stress, the long hours at school.
heheh. i love u babes!
| 00:34 Monday, April 18, 2005
when my mother laughs.
ok wait, its not laughing.
its called loud guffaws.
the earth shakes.
| 11:54 Wednesday, April 13, 2005
today is my favourite day.
for reasons untold.
today was perfect, despite its flaws.
just do it.
total wellness redesigned.
| 23:11 Saturday, April 09, 2005
the monotony of it all.
i would love to blog and say..
i've done this and that.
went here and there.
shopped and shopped.
led a fun-filled, action-packed, happening week.
but no.
i wake up at 12.30pm everyday.
bathe, washup.
head down to the nearest quiet place to try to bury myself in books.
but usually..
ending up at starbucks.
staring at the sky.
wondering about the meaning of life and the purpose of our existence.
drinking that same damn tazo english breakfast tea every single time because i'm a poor student.
and, i enjoy it.
sitting there..
people watching.
laughing.
discussing how our fats are being cultivated as we sit there, unmoving.
only getting up to go to the loo or get more tea.
with my legs folded.
just plainly enjoying the company i'm with.
i used to think i thrive on excitement.
of latenights and loudmusic.
perhaps i still do.
but i think its time for a long long rest.
to do the simple things.
to be able to trust someone without thinking he/she has an ulterior motive.
growing pains.
it hurts.
i find myself becoming so impure.
so polluted.
so sceptical.
perhaps i could stand in the rain.
and it will wash away all my unhealthy thoughts.
my scepticism.
my anger at the world.
i want to see the world and notice the greenery, the happy smiles of the children, the excited chattering of students, the chemistry of couples.
not for the drab grey buldings, the fumes of the exhaust, or the deep tired lines on the old man's face.
i see the glass half empty now.
i want to see it half full.
this post is about nothing.
yet about something,that is missing.
and i want to find it.
| 03:46 Thursday, April 07, 2005
i feel so mentally harrassed.
everytime i recieve a call or msg.
i am cornered and frustrated.
i hope i never recieve any of "the" calls or msges ever ever again.
i need a day completely free from......
free from all "the" calls and msges.
i am so over it.
dont get it?
i feel like breaking down and crying because i fear the mobile might ring nonstop like it does every other night.
the constant silent vibration mode it is in.
shaking and shaking as if trying to get rid of an unwanted call.
i fear the no. of the word "phuck" thats the messages behold.
i fear its another demand or attempt at a quarrel.
i even fear the simplest of questions asked.
my parents say they might send me for counselling.
after all this shit has happened.
my parents even offered a meetup.
the "private no." flashing on my id caller late at night on my house phone.
the caller always never talking just slamming down the phone.
mentally harrassed. physically exhausted.
i'm even suffering from nightmares.
will someone please help me out of this rut?
mummy.
daddy.
i need some help.
my head is spinning, i'm feeling claustrophobic.
i am so afraid. yes i am. that the phone might vibrate and it is yet again another of "the" calls or msges.
| 02:54 Wednesday, April 06, 2005
i decided to clean my keyboard after seeing 2 ants crawl out of the letter R.
yes, 2 ants!! arrgh.
so there i was with my house keys plucking out the letters one by one out of my keyboard.
when i reached the letter Q. it jumped/flew out because i plucked to hard and it disappeared!!
yes i still cant find it.
u may say: but u managed to type it out what.
i used those damn house keys of mine to poke in and get the it typed out lar. bah.
i and sorta screwed up the "backspace", now it just goes berserk by itself and start backspacing whatever i type.
my mom says, i better find that damn Q.
Q, Q, where are YOU? it rhymes!
and let me tell u, all the past 5 years of crumbs, hair and whatnots were stuck in my disgusting keyboard under the keys.
heh. yeah whatever, u may be thinking now i'm a damn disgusting girl but i never saw the need for the good hygiene of my keyboard until today.
i think i need a new one.
but ah well, so many memories with this dirty ol' thang. bah.
i was wondering. do they sell like individual little letters to replace the old ones like for the "Q" and the backspace? just a thought, just a thought.
| 00:41
