Sunday, June 22, 2003

[[ 15/06/2003 ]]
i slept till 3 PM plus and 2 - 3 hours later we went to marche to have our dinner, as well as our father's day celebration. it was really fun and all. 'cause my brothers were like so suaku. and it was so totally hilarious to see them talking cock and going the wrong direction and all. and anyway we went to the marche in heeren and got chicken legs and pork chops. nice like as usual. got some drinks and desserts too. brothers were having icecream and my parents some fruit salad. and i didn't have any. 'cause i was too full. it sure was a nice feeling, and we were like laughing and joking. the family seldomly enjoys that. like during dinner in some normal days, we would like eat at our own speed, our own time, and sometimes different table 'cause sone wanna watch tv and some using computer and stuffs like that. so it's really, great, to get to sit at the table like one whole family to eat something and have a good laugh together.

walked around heeren at around 7 plus and got myself a necklace, my brothers got some chokers. and the outing was really great i would say. quite a success. how many times did i say that already. =.= and we went to bloomington [?] to check out those badges. and it was so funny i tell you. and my parents were there too. and they were laughing at most of them. brother wanted one. and my parents were like sure-thing. and later he decided not to. 'cause he's using his own money. *hur. and we went over to cine too. like. i don't think other parents are that funkae eh. to go this kinda places where youngsters hang out nowadays. it was like major window-shopping. 'cause we had to leave there at 9 for some reasons.

and on the way home i was like sms-ing people for their reflections. i don't know why i'm doing so. i don't even have to do so. they could just jollywell go back to school to pass up themselves. and i'm doing so for them. where can you find such idiotic people around. i believe i'm the only one left on earth. and i'm actually getting too bothered and pissed 'cause they didn't give me any yet. and ashlyn was like damn zai. she thought we haven't hand in our project and asked me if i needed help. i mean. okay mel did that too, suefaye too. karen didn't ask anything, but i bet she didn't even know we when we need to pass it up. and that how the stupid newspaper looks like exactly, maybe only me and weiling knows.

i'm scared that they're not happy with it, but i think i should just ignore any negative comments. 'cause that's what i did, and if you're unhappy with it, why didn't you do it instead. yea. and i won't stop you from doing so like really. sometimes it's so shit like this. and they ain't that very appreciative sometimes and get so picky and say you shouldn't have done this and that. i'm like whatever. they're capable of criticising. but why aren't they doing then. and if they insist that they can't do, then don't give the deisgner any trouble. *ugh. it just so reminds me of class tee last year. and some other stuffs. that's why i hate art. i hate designing. -pouts-

and dad got pissed halfway home. 'cause i was screaming at my brothers to stop some stupid nonsense in the car and they couldn't stop laughing. ohwell. how anti-climate. hate my brothers sometimes. *ugh.


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jacqueline lim
raffles girls' school
hadley
402'04

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