The world is a playground,

and Life is pushing my swing.

Sucky Saturday morning,
with a hot and cold tempered mom, who can yell at me, and be nice a second later. with a brother who refuses to answer my questions straight to the point, and escapes from this house early in the morning. with a dad who is missing in action, as always.

"Dad on Secret Overseas Gambling Mission Part I and II" are officially over, and here comes the "Dad on no-longer-secret Mission to China". Apparently, he's trying to take away/persuade/convince/cheat all my mom's money for him to go on his holiday, but we the smartass pretend that we don't get a single shit of what he's talking about.

Dad: For your whatever tests, just pass.
Mom: Get As!
Brother: Aiyah, QUIT SCHOOL.

Yesterday was career day, and I kind of know what I want to be now! An accountant or pharmacist!
I had a few criterias,
ONE. I must NOT cut up people. (cancel away doctor)
TWO. I must NOT kill people. (cancel away doctor and lawyer)
Anyway I don't think there's even the brains in me to take up such pro careers.

"What do you want to be?"
"none."
"-stares-"
"HAHAHAH, NO, NOT THE NUN-NUN, but NONE."

I had a nice good talk with Aiwee yesterday, ahhh love you people.

I CAN'T WAIT FOR CLASS COMM INDONESIA TRIP w these girls (!!!)
plus, it's non-expensive, and I get to do CIP in the villages whoooohooooo.

& HALLOH LAPTOP, I'M GOING TO MEET YOU TODAIIIEH!