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Friday, April 27, 2007


been out of date lately, i actually forgotten i had this blog...

well, as i can recall from the previous entry, there was an incident that happened shortly after i typed that entry...

i was awoken by my mum's repeated shoutings outside my door some hours later after i typed that entry. then my door flew open with me lying on the bed with an irritated look.

well, what happened next was rather unexpected and fast i could barely recall.

she told me to go to my dad's stall and help out when i was to meet my friends later. ah, my maid packed up and was leaving, after 3 days of work...

of course any sane human's reaction was to throw the covers and leap out of bed. i went to see for myself, without glasses and saw the new maid zipping the suitcase.

confuse as i am, but sane enough not to prod my mum for an explanation, i sat down with the new maid and asked her why.

then after some half and hour, i only managed to get 5 sentences out of her, of which two are about her not being fast enough to finish all the chores, one was about her leg, another about some heavy stuff, and the last being going to agent.

so end up i showered (without washing my hair, kraznuts...) and left the house with my mum on the edge of fuming .

so i went there, chopped up some veggies and my mum came. i told her about meeting my friends, so i left selling only one packet of rice that day.. hahahah

then i came home to an empty house, rather furious about the fact that my kitchen floor is covered with dried washing powder, made a mess out of the clothes i was going to wear out and left hastily.

on the way to meet Qianz and Charrissa i saw Jessie, this is the second time she called me when she saw me... strange isn't it? well, i got off at hougang to meet Qianz then we waved her goodbye.

went chinatown, bought like 40 plus bucks worth of materials.... and searched high and low for the stupid 'prisoner of azkaban' vcd... bloody hell...

well came home and chopped up 3 cabbages... imagine me weilding a knife when i'm so afraid of them...

well it went well, with pirates of the caribbean dead man's chest playing on the tv while i was chopping up veggies and ironing my clothes.

stayed up till 4 am to read harry potter order of phoenix. to be quite honest, i don't think the movie is going to be nice... with harry potter throwing his temper around like playing tennis...

the next day, Qianz offered to help me cut veggies... and ended up her slicing her finger.... sorry pal... really sorry bout it.

then suddenly admist of the slaughtering of potatoes... my mum returned with the maid...

you can see where this is going...

ended up cooking dinner with her, sneaking out to return a book and look for the vcd, found it, though i was rather unhappy with the fact that it is not the version i wanted... came home and read the book, stayed up until 4 am again. hehehe.

you know, doing house work was rather fun actually. consider i had the entire house to myself, with no neighbours and turning on the tv with movies at a volume my parents would slaughter me with the knife i was using when they find out...

talk about neighbours... that day this idiot above us was knocking things with a hammer apparently at 1 AM in the morning... 1 bloody AM in the morning. can you believe that? and now, they are drilling and drilling, hammering and hammering. it's kinda late to be re-renovating your house isn't it??? one of these days i'm going to make you pay, mark my words...

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