I hate to say this on mother's day but my mother is a big idiot!

Here's what happened:

Yesterday, I was supposed to go to my grandma's house for some buffet-mother's day dinner.. so i went. After which, I attempted to call Mister fluffie and both his phones were engaged. I thought he was going to die so I called mag and mag had to rush down from her house to mister fluffie's house. Since my grandma and fluffie stay like some streets away, i went to his house after dinner. Everything was cheery and fine and fluffie didn't die. We even sang Wu yue tian's songs without a mic. .

At about 11pm, my MOTHER called me on the phone and said 'YOUR DOG LOST, CANNOT FIND.. HOW COME YR ROOM SO DIRTY and the FLOOR SO STICKY!!!' I had to cut her and said ' YOU left the door open didn't you!!!!' She said 'ya the door was opened' I was already fuming mad and my head was blank so i just packed up and rushed out of fluffie's house. Mag had to be the USUAL self and say 'what am i going to do? do u want me to follow you?' I was going to faint already.

I walked damn fast out to hail and cab and told the taxi driver to hurry. He still had the cheek to laugh until i was telling mag how angry i was about my mother! (with a few death threats thrown in).. the taxi driver then drove faster cutting into several lanes.

I rushed up to my house and asked me dad 'Wo de gou ne?'. He just looked at me blankly then i went to my mom's room and asked 'how long has she been gone?' then she also looked at me blankly. I went to my room to get francesca's squeeky toy so i can squeek and she will respond. When i opened myn room door, there she was, wagging her tail complete with her blue shirt. My dad then said 'she's in there all along, under the bed ley!'

then i remembered mag who was looking for francesca down my block. Mag would prolly be lost by now. I had to go find her. I knew that she would lose her sense of direction in no time. After i found mag, she admited she went up the wrong lift. We came back and my mom said 'did u find her?' I told her my dad knew she was under my bed all this while.

I think my folks are quite mad. They need to communicate more. Anyway, my mom make me rush all the way back for nothing and i didnt even say bye to fluffie. I just stormed out of the house like a mad woman.

after everything, my mom continued nagging about my room and make herself angry all over again.


Mothers. sucking blood. really.

Brought Francesca for X ray today to make sure everything is fine... her pups and all..

the vet said he can see at least 4 pups. cos she has too much shit inside her tummy when the X ray was done. he said 'you dog is full of shit'. I was thinking.. yeah loh like me the owner. If u want some shit, come get it from me.

O!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AMERICAN IDOL!!!!!!! i totally forgot! BYE!

Ok i had a stupid dream last time. I wonder what happened to my taste buds!

I dreamt Vincent Ng was my bf!! Something is very wrong with me! yikes! Scare the shit out of me this morning when i woke up!

I think They have been showing too many 'heartlanders' trailers on TV!!!!!

fuck.

I was looking for my trusty syrian manual (which contains all the syrians' genotype and makeup) yesterday where I came across a notebook I kept when I was hmm 18.
quite amusing
here's something i found inside..i must have copied it somewhere but dunno where..aiya my 'angst filled life' then!!!



OK Here's for all the people who has some teeange angst still!

'We are no one. in search of kicks they can never give us. A three hundred and sixty degree circle dome of emptiness surrounds us. We are doomed forever to be addicted to a fated germ of hatred for ourselves. our redemption can be nothing but torment and pain. A thin clingly film of uncomfortable swear covers us. The film coves our ears, our eyes, our mouths, our noses. We cannot move, think, feel. Utterly traped in the gridlock of theories and concepts. There is no escape. You are a fraud, I am a fraud, You are a failure, I am a failure. You are condemned, I am condemed. Conditioned. Controlled. Condemned. You life is just like a single grain of sand in the vast desert. Live or die, it doesnt matter. The icy winds that blow carry nothing but hopelessness, worthlessness, pointlessness, misery. The more you just exist, the more you become an empty shell, a walking corpse. In short, the more you live, the less intelligent you become. Hate you life, love your death. Accept everything. Be used.

Ok. i was quite mad then. Still am. I still have another paragraph i copied from some yearbook which i think still rawks!!!!! will post it up later~

my mother just brought francesca down for a walk! hahaha

I think my mother is gonna steal some more plants again. hahaaa.


my mother cracks my up!

Tonight, I am watching:

Ch 5 : 10pm (Friends)
Ch 5 : 10.30pm (Smallville)

Ch U : 10.30 (Zhou Ri Ba Dian Dang)

Ch 8: 2am (Super Sunday)

Yes i made a book out Tv programmes! hahaah!

thats what will happen when one gets too bored.

Placebo's new album is out. I had a go at it at HMV the other day and i didnt like it. eek. don't buy!

Virgin Radio rawks!!!!!!!!!

listen to it live!

www.virginradio.co.uk

Appeal for used towels.

Do you have used towels you wanna throw or have neglected them under yr cupboard? I want them! please donate them to me. I need them for Francesca's delivery next week. Lots of towels pls. (preferbly washed.)

xie xie.