guess what we did yesterday!
my life is so boring don't even need to guess what i did.
by yesterday i mean monday cuz i'm still in a tuesday mood :)
i don't know why but the past two days seem to have been just a blur
was really stoned on monday all i could think of chocolate martini... lesser on tuesday. my blocked nose has made me lose my senses it feels weird when i'm doing things alone. so never let your kids wear specs cuz blocked nose + specs sucks!
in my stoned stupor i wanted to get roses for my mum cuz she neh neh ask why i buy flowers for everyone else except her. haha
so gina and anna went to far east flora! hehehe
oh my goodness can u imagine this silly girl wearing a tank top and short skirt and slippers walking around the FREEZING compartment where they store the fresh cut flowers in? it was bloody cold! i must have been shivering the whole time.
so i went out first to make payment cuz it was too cold to bare and gina was still picking her flowers. and she stayed in there so long i tot she mite have fainted or sth! LOL
but we all know gina, as skinny as she may seem, she is actually the secret wonder woman who can carry 10 bags on one arm and stay for gawd-knows-how-long in the freezing flowers department and walk around the whole day with heels even if it hurts she doesn't squeal it doesn't even show! hahaha. she walked out all smiley haha
so we each got fresh roses and they had NO SMELL which was really disappointing. the smell of roses, scientifically proven, helps one improve memory in their sleep.
anyway my mum didn't say if she likes it but i told her not to tell my dad that i bought it for her in case my dad jealous.
AND MY DAD IS THE TEST OF MY PATIENCE. i shall not elaborate 'cept that he has this unavoidable way of making me wanna scream at him that he mite actually be one of the factors why i'm considering moving to hall next semester. i was much more tolerant when we met once a week.
p.s. my papa and i don't exactly quarrel. 'cept u know when you talk to some who doesn't listen as much as he talks, who answers my questions with irrelevant answers which makes me lose my patience after asking a thousand times, who insists that a jalepeno appetizer tastes Indian-ish when it was obviously Mexican-ish, who needs to know what we ate for breakfast cuz it's the end of the world if there is one piece of bread un-accounted for; it really takes a lot out of me to get used to it, maybe never.
and tuesday was just a blur with giggles in lecture.