oh yeah, and the dinner dance was ok.
dj came three hours late. THREE HOURS. and the dancing music sucked.
ate and camwhored the night away.
feet killed after that but no blisters thank God.
might or might not put pics up later.
Saturday, November 18, 2006
antagonizingly detrimental
I'VE MISSED YOU!!!
i didn't think the abscence of a blog would hit me that hard... but i realized i was suffering from horrible withdrawal symptoms when i actually started blogging into my photography assignment. yeah, my task evaluation turned out to be a deep and meaningful between me and the green paper.
i just saw the vid of cresbo the [idiot] turtle and his footy [the link's on finny's blog] and it is DAMN FUNNY LA!! the best part was him moaning in the background afterwards. good on him for making us all laugh.
we were talking in english the other day, and karina was telling me, sarah and casper how ugly our kids were gonna be [when we did have kids] and casper gives her his LOOK and says "karina, it doesn't matter what your kids look like, as long as they don't have your brains."
it took karina ten seconds to process that before she started screaming.
quick mentions: happy birthday to PUTRI, NICOLE, EE WAH, EMILY, JESS, TZE-CHIANG?
HAH, YOU'RE ALL OLD NOW!!
people are saying a lot of funny things lately.
casper: i need a more interesting voice.
miss illingworth: a prostitute isn't a stereotype, it is an occupation.
karina's really expanded her vocabulary in english this year. she's learnt words like antagonize, detrimental, rebellious and also that gorilla's are real creatures and "not mythical like apes". she can't use these words correctly though.
so she said this one day when she got pissed: YOU ARE BEING ANTAGONIZINGLY DETRIMENTAL TO MY SOCIETY!!! do i sound rebellious when i say that?
i didn't think the abscence of a blog would hit me that hard... but i realized i was suffering from horrible withdrawal symptoms when i actually started blogging into my photography assignment. yeah, my task evaluation turned out to be a deep and meaningful between me and the green paper.
i just saw the vid of cresbo the [idiot] turtle and his footy [the link's on finny's blog] and it is DAMN FUNNY LA!! the best part was him moaning in the background afterwards. good on him for making us all laugh.
we were talking in english the other day, and karina was telling me, sarah and casper how ugly our kids were gonna be [when we did have kids] and casper gives her his LOOK and says "karina, it doesn't matter what your kids look like, as long as they don't have your brains."
it took karina ten seconds to process that before she started screaming.
quick mentions: happy birthday to PUTRI, NICOLE, EE WAH, EMILY, JESS, TZE-CHIANG?
HAH, YOU'RE ALL OLD NOW!!
people are saying a lot of funny things lately.
casper: i need a more interesting voice.
miss illingworth: a prostitute isn't a stereotype, it is an occupation.
karina's really expanded her vocabulary in english this year. she's learnt words like antagonize, detrimental, rebellious and also that gorilla's are real creatures and "not mythical like apes". she can't use these words correctly though.
so she said this one day when she got pissed: YOU ARE BEING ANTAGONIZINGLY DETRIMENTAL TO MY SOCIETY!!! do i sound rebellious when i say that?
Monday, October 09, 2006
the egg doesn't owe you
last night i was talking to my mum. we were talking about eggs. long story short, we talked about good eggs and bad eggs. basically, the gist of it is good eggs get eaten, bad eggs get thrown at bad people. i said i'd rather be a bad egg than be a good egg that gets eaten. that's when mum said:
that got me thinking.
i hate the concept of innocents dying for something totally not worth dying for. most people do. that's why movies make so much money.
i'll try to explain it.
there are people out there who would give their life up for the thing they love. some would do it for a friend, some for their country, most for their family. but there are those who die for things that just aren't worth it. like with Hitler. he was NOT the best guy in the world. yet his people would get shot in his place a hundred times over and be proud because they've saved a national asshole from death.
back to the egg thing. it "joyfully and willingly allows itself to be eaten" by you. that's stupid. it doesn't owe you anything. why the hell should it die so you can eat it. i got worked up about this lastnight, then i remembered that eggs are inanimate objects. they're not chickens yet, and chickens would NEVER willingly let themselves be eaten.
i guess it's to do with what you value and how much you value it. if you value it enough, i guess it's worth dying for. [but i really can't understand how some people can be so NICE they'd die for something not worth it]. i guess i'm selfish for thinking this way.
but it's like this with God. He sent his son to die for a bunch of worthless people. we really aren't worth it at all [and you're deluded if you think you are]. He definitely didn't owe us anything [we owe Him]. but He loved us so much he laid down His life for us. do YOU love anything that much?
and the crunch is this. if God loves you enough to die for you, would you give your life for him too?
"but the good eggs joyfully and willingly allow themselves to be cooked and eaten."
that got me thinking.
i hate the concept of innocents dying for something totally not worth dying for. most people do. that's why movies make so much money.
i'll try to explain it.
there are people out there who would give their life up for the thing they love. some would do it for a friend, some for their country, most for their family. but there are those who die for things that just aren't worth it. like with Hitler. he was NOT the best guy in the world. yet his people would get shot in his place a hundred times over and be proud because they've saved a national asshole from death.
back to the egg thing. it "joyfully and willingly allows itself to be eaten" by you. that's stupid. it doesn't owe you anything. why the hell should it die so you can eat it. i got worked up about this lastnight, then i remembered that eggs are inanimate objects. they're not chickens yet, and chickens would NEVER willingly let themselves be eaten.
i guess it's to do with what you value and how much you value it. if you value it enough, i guess it's worth dying for. [but i really can't understand how some people can be so NICE they'd die for something not worth it]. i guess i'm selfish for thinking this way.
but it's like this with God. He sent his son to die for a bunch of worthless people. we really aren't worth it at all [and you're deluded if you think you are]. He definitely didn't owe us anything [we owe Him]. but He loved us so much he laid down His life for us. do YOU love anything that much?
and the crunch is this. if God loves you enough to die for you, would you give your life for him too?
Friday, October 06, 2006
sarahnken's birthday
ONE MORE DAY WORKING AND THEN I AM FREE!!!
sarahnken's birthday:
it was a sunday afternoon at the foreshore, when suddenly...
"WHY YOU SO STUPID DONO HOW TO CLEAN THE BARBECUE PIT ONE?!?!?!"
i can't remember if i said that to sarah, or if she said it to me.
but then wei wei showed up and he did it. thank you thank you.
had lots of great food, courtesy of great cooks, one of which worked nonstop without a thought for himself in order to prepare enough food for everybody *coughweiweicough*. [seriously, sarah]. the auntie-cooked food is always good.
the guys played some pretty crazy soccer that did not really have a defined goal. bad for the aunties and uncles sitting right behind the goalie. then a bunch of us walked back to sarahnken's place while singing songs loudly. we actually sounded really really drunk, walking and singing and laughing.
back at their house, we played... i can't remember the name of the game. involved killing and saving and cheating and COMMUNAL killing. but before that sarah HAD to show everybody the present i gave her. i know i'm your awesome friend, but that was just embarrassing. [sorry ken, yours is coming... idontknowwhen].
all in all, a good day.
ok, no time for anything else. signing out.
sarahnken's birthday:
it was a sunday afternoon at the foreshore, when suddenly...
"WHY YOU SO STUPID DONO HOW TO CLEAN THE BARBECUE PIT ONE?!?!?!"
i can't remember if i said that to sarah, or if she said it to me.
but then wei wei showed up and he did it. thank you thank you.
had lots of great food, courtesy of great cooks, one of which worked nonstop without a thought for himself in order to prepare enough food for everybody *coughweiweicough*. [seriously, sarah]. the auntie-cooked food is always good.
the guys played some pretty crazy soccer that did not really have a defined goal. bad for the aunties and uncles sitting right behind the goalie. then a bunch of us walked back to sarahnken's place while singing songs loudly. we actually sounded really really drunk, walking and singing and laughing.
back at their house, we played... i can't remember the name of the game. involved killing and saving and cheating and COMMUNAL killing. but before that sarah HAD to show everybody the present i gave her. i know i'm your awesome friend, but that was just embarrassing. [sorry ken, yours is coming... idontknowwhen].
all in all, a good day.
ok, no time for anything else. signing out.
Sunday, October 01, 2006
i like you
i like you
i like the things you do
you make me want to be a better man
you make me want to understand how you
could do the things you do
i like you
i like the things you do
you make me want to be a better man
you make me want to understand how you
could do the things you do
i like you
sunday morning
it's been more than a month and finally...
i'm blogging!!
and this time i'm determined not to make any spelling mistakes.
first... [this is for esther]
EAGLES BEAT THE SWANS!!!
second, it's the school holidays, and i went to sleep at 9 last night. i completely conked out after work. i was so tired. and then i got a fever. this always happens during the holidays. i've found that every time the holidays come around, i get sick. i didn't even eat a proper dinner *sniff*
working at the royal show is interesting. i get to go in for free everyday. but it means i miss church and youth for a week because it takes so damn long to commute everyday. but the bosses are nice, and we get free lunch. there's also lots of really great pictures to take, if only i could remember to bring my camera...
i'm desperately trying to remember what's happened in the last month since i've blogged. obviously nothing very important, since i can't remember. there's all this hype about the upcoming dinner dance at school, and i don't know why. ok, so it's somewhere fancy, and you get a nice dinner.. but beyond that, the only thing you have left to do is...... camwhore and dance. my mum can cook great dinners too.
oh yeah, rick told me steve irwin died. i thought he was bullying me again. then i saw the news. and steve irwin actually died. how crap.
things i want to do: play soccer and badminton [again]. we played soccer during care group last week, and i realized that even if i can't kick straight, i can still run around like a headless chicken and get in everybody's way. and at least i kick straighter than kavan who "accidentallÿ" kicked his penalty shot right into my face. good thing my body can work faster than my brain and a broken face was avoided.
played baddy with the guys at school last week too. they don't like playing with the girls, sexist boys. i can see why though, sometimes i don't like playing with the girls too. i can't play as well as them, but boys think they know everything better than girls, and they can't lose. idiots. half of them don't even know how to score properly. [thank you to all those people from church who taught me how].
i want to go for family night on friday. it's been a year since i've had mooncake XD. sigh.
then again, it's been three years since i've been back to Malaysia, so i guess i can wait a while longer.
my mum just touched my head and i have a fever again. she told my sister "that silly girl in there doesn't even know she has a fever". reminded me of the time i had a fever so bad i didn't know i had it. because when i touched my head, it felt cold, but then i realized that it only felt cold cause my hands were really, really, really hot. i feel ok though, so maybe my brain's already been fried to the max. i don't even feel hungry.
mum's just found the panadol. hurray for me. she's also determined to force some food down my throat now. i'm really not hungry. i need a doctor.
i got my AMC results back the other day. [AMC is a math competition in the form of a math test. you're comepting with people in the same year in the same state]. right after i came out of the paper, í knew i'd crapped it up. i seriously thought i would get a credit. not participation, cause i know i answered some right. but i thought it was credit for me. [PRIZE is the highest award, then HIGH DISTINCTION, DISTINCTION, CREDIT, then PARTICIPATION]
turns out i got 62 points. out of 120. i was in the same division last year, and i managed to get 66. i got a distinction, and i was so freaking happy. i mean, people around me are getting HDs, and i was so happy with my distinction. i see a pattern evolving with my results though...
year 8: prize
year 9: HD
year 10: D
do we want to know what i'll get in year 11, and then year 12?
the other day me, amy, and ee wah were talking. and i can't remember what i said, but i used a word with four syllables. might have been "mitsubishi", but i can't remember. anyway...
amy: WHOA, mitsubishi *counts syllables with fingers*'. that's a huge word.
me: err... ok...
*we continue talking for a while, but ee wah is unusually quiet*
ee wah: *suddenly* HIPPOPOTAMUS*
amy: WHOA, HIPPOPOTAMUS *counts syllables*. THAT'S FIVE SYLLALLALALALABLES. WHOAAA!!!
ee wah: *smugly* what about hippopotamusES
amy: WHOA!!!!
yes, these are my friends.
i'm blogging!!
and this time i'm determined not to make any spelling mistakes.
first... [this is for esther]
EAGLES BEAT THE SWANS!!!
second, it's the school holidays, and i went to sleep at 9 last night. i completely conked out after work. i was so tired. and then i got a fever. this always happens during the holidays. i've found that every time the holidays come around, i get sick. i didn't even eat a proper dinner *sniff*
working at the royal show is interesting. i get to go in for free everyday. but it means i miss church and youth for a week because it takes so damn long to commute everyday. but the bosses are nice, and we get free lunch. there's also lots of really great pictures to take, if only i could remember to bring my camera...
i'm desperately trying to remember what's happened in the last month since i've blogged. obviously nothing very important, since i can't remember. there's all this hype about the upcoming dinner dance at school, and i don't know why. ok, so it's somewhere fancy, and you get a nice dinner.. but beyond that, the only thing you have left to do is...... camwhore and dance. my mum can cook great dinners too.
oh yeah, rick told me steve irwin died. i thought he was bullying me again. then i saw the news. and steve irwin actually died. how crap.
things i want to do: play soccer and badminton [again]. we played soccer during care group last week, and i realized that even if i can't kick straight, i can still run around like a headless chicken and get in everybody's way. and at least i kick straighter than kavan who "accidentallÿ" kicked his penalty shot right into my face. good thing my body can work faster than my brain and a broken face was avoided.
played baddy with the guys at school last week too. they don't like playing with the girls, sexist boys. i can see why though, sometimes i don't like playing with the girls too. i can't play as well as them, but boys think they know everything better than girls, and they can't lose. idiots. half of them don't even know how to score properly. [thank you to all those people from church who taught me how].
i want to go for family night on friday. it's been a year since i've had mooncake XD. sigh.
then again, it's been three years since i've been back to Malaysia, so i guess i can wait a while longer.
my mum just touched my head and i have a fever again. she told my sister "that silly girl in there doesn't even know she has a fever". reminded me of the time i had a fever so bad i didn't know i had it. because when i touched my head, it felt cold, but then i realized that it only felt cold cause my hands were really, really, really hot. i feel ok though, so maybe my brain's already been fried to the max. i don't even feel hungry.
mum's just found the panadol. hurray for me. she's also determined to force some food down my throat now. i'm really not hungry. i need a doctor.
i got my AMC results back the other day. [AMC is a math competition in the form of a math test. you're comepting with people in the same year in the same state]. right after i came out of the paper, í knew i'd crapped it up. i seriously thought i would get a credit. not participation, cause i know i answered some right. but i thought it was credit for me. [PRIZE is the highest award, then HIGH DISTINCTION, DISTINCTION, CREDIT, then PARTICIPATION]
turns out i got 62 points. out of 120. i was in the same division last year, and i managed to get 66. i got a distinction, and i was so freaking happy. i mean, people around me are getting HDs, and i was so happy with my distinction. i see a pattern evolving with my results though...
year 8: prize
year 9: HD
year 10: D
do we want to know what i'll get in year 11, and then year 12?
the other day me, amy, and ee wah were talking. and i can't remember what i said, but i used a word with four syllables. might have been "mitsubishi", but i can't remember. anyway...
amy: WHOA, mitsubishi *counts syllables with fingers*'. that's a huge word.
me: err... ok...
*we continue talking for a while, but ee wah is unusually quiet*
ee wah: *suddenly* HIPPOPOTAMUS*
amy: WHOA, HIPPOPOTAMUS *counts syllables*. THAT'S FIVE SYLLALLALALALABLES. WHOAAA!!!
ee wah: *smugly* what about hippopotamusES
amy: WHOA!!!!
yes, these are my friends.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
aFter the ater
FINE, SO I SPELT IT WRONG.
*DEAL WITH IT, CHENG LOON*
IMC Yellow Ribbon fundraising concert last night was a really great success. to those of you who didn't go [don't worry, i'm not gonna call you a loser], you missed out on 4 great choir pieces, an awesome singspiration with cute children dancing, three really cool dances, a couple of great duets, a rocking solo, the funniest sketch ever,an uplifting message, and two moving testimonies. [i am SO SORRY if i've left anything out, just trying to remember the program with my *ahem* goldfish memory]
oh, and sorry is spelt with one 'R' XD
mm.. didn't see most of the GMC people. only jenny, caroline, amy... oh yeah, sharon [i so know she poked me in the head] and sarah [super enthusiastic while singing in the choir].
walked to baskin robbins after we finished stacking chairs. rick said it was just around the corner. MY ASS MAN! ok, so it wasn't actually very far, but my shoes [slippers really] weren't made for walking... and... and rachel was wearing stilettos!! phwoar man, she made it all the way without twisting anything. amazing.
baskin robbins has the biggest scoops ever. rachel got a double. took her forever to finish it. kfc after that for dinner, and then we all went home.
there are so many babies in church. where the hell did they all come from? today i arrived, and i saw the Soon baby. went inside, and u.stanley?'s baby was in front. there was what sam referred to as the 'evil baby' to the right.. and i'm sure there are more lurking around up front, shoved between the chairs, and maybe even behind the pulpit. SO MANY.
i asked tiffany where they all came from. she said "kim, please don't ask that question."
BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA.
ngh.. going to amy's party now. another hole in my pocket. i shall not go out for the next three weeks.
*DEAL WITH IT, CHENG LOON*
IMC Yellow Ribbon fundraising concert last night was a really great success. to those of you who didn't go [don't worry, i'm not gonna call you a loser], you missed out on 4 great choir pieces, an awesome singspiration with cute children dancing, three really cool dances, a couple of great duets, a rocking solo, the funniest sketch ever,an uplifting message, and two moving testimonies. [i am SO SORRY if i've left anything out, just trying to remember the program with my *ahem* goldfish memory]
oh, and sorry is spelt with one 'R' XD
mm.. didn't see most of the GMC people. only jenny, caroline, amy... oh yeah, sharon [i so know she poked me in the head] and sarah [super enthusiastic while singing in the choir].
walked to baskin robbins after we finished stacking chairs. rick said it was just around the corner. MY ASS MAN! ok, so it wasn't actually very far, but my shoes [slippers really] weren't made for walking... and... and rachel was wearing stilettos!! phwoar man, she made it all the way without twisting anything. amazing.
baskin robbins has the biggest scoops ever. rachel got a double. took her forever to finish it. kfc after that for dinner, and then we all went home.
there are so many babies in church. where the hell did they all come from? today i arrived, and i saw the Soon baby. went inside, and u.stanley?'s baby was in front. there was what sam referred to as the 'evil baby' to the right.. and i'm sure there are more lurking around up front, shoved between the chairs, and maybe even behind the pulpit. SO MANY.
i asked tiffany where they all came from. she said "kim, please don't ask that question."
BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA.
ngh.. going to amy's party now. another hole in my pocket. i shall not go out for the next three weeks.
Saturday, August 12, 2006
ater a long long time..
ngh. this is for you, esther.
i'm at jane's, and i'm using andrew's laptop to do this.
yup, that means that i still don't have internet at home.
worse, i found out that our area doesn't actually have ADSL... and my mum has realized that she just cannot bear to go back to dial-up since we've gotten so used to broadband. i haven't been on msn for 19 days.
random change of topic.
karina and amy were sitting together in class the other day. they don't get along very well, not because they can't, but because they find it wrong. it's kinda like if william and moey started going out - they could, but it'd be totally wrong.
anyway, amy was fiddling around with karina's stuff, and she picked up one of karina's pens. karina exploded...
my my, that girl has a gift.
went to mcdougall park for games/minisports with the youth today. we spent more time chasing swans and feeling nauseous than participating in the games [which were made up of a three-legged race where everybody hopped, a sack race where everybody hopped, and a blindfolded-egg-on-spoon race where everybody yelled]...
there was this family of swans: a mother leading the way, a father bringing up the rear, and six or seven little babies in between. i went to wash my hands and spotted them on my way back. i 'detoured', as cheng loon put it, and then a whole bunch of us started stalking the swans. there was a brief argument about what they actually were [cheng loon told andrew they were geese], and then the goslings/swanlings/chicks/ducklings/BABIES/ swam away.
i left my camera back near the bbq pit. damn.
then there was the playground. we had a lot of fun on the carousel, and in the end everybody was dizzy and sick and had the urge to puke. yu jhyn actually did puke, we all saw it. the guys managed to play soccer on the carousel while it was spinning.
then kim the awesomest built a house. as i told my servant [cheng loon], designer [esther], and materials collecter [sarah], i was doing the government a great service by building cheap community housing, which could house many insects like ants and cockroaches. why would i do that? well, i'm a believer in equal rights, and if humans have houses, then so should anthropods [or is it arthropods??]. i should receive a nobel prize man. which one? NOBEL PEACE PRIZE LA!! why? because i've forged peaceful alliances with the spider community by building that house.
ohmygoodness i'm so high. we made the little house out of wood and rope, and had an organic, untreated floor made of real authentic timber. yeah, sticks, grass, and bark held our little house together.
everybody gave me shit for making that house, and then auntie kim came by and said THE HOUSE WAS SO NICE. THAT A PICTURE SHOULD BE TAKEN [one was, thanks to ben, who deserves special recognition for humouring us], and that IT WAS REALLY REALLY GOOD.
then daniel came and made it fall down, after all that effort and innovation and pure genius.
sigh, story of my life.
i'm at jane's, and i'm using andrew's laptop to do this.
yup, that means that i still don't have internet at home.
worse, i found out that our area doesn't actually have ADSL... and my mum has realized that she just cannot bear to go back to dial-up since we've gotten so used to broadband. i haven't been on msn for 19 days.
random change of topic.
karina and amy were sitting together in class the other day. they don't get along very well, not because they can't, but because they find it wrong. it's kinda like if william and moey started going out - they could, but it'd be totally wrong.
anyway, amy was fiddling around with karina's stuff, and she picked up one of karina's pens. karina exploded...
"AMY!! DON'T TOUCH THAT. it's from my grandmother!!!!
i stole it."
my my, that girl has a gift.
went to mcdougall park for games/minisports with the youth today. we spent more time chasing swans and feeling nauseous than participating in the games [which were made up of a three-legged race where everybody hopped, a sack race where everybody hopped, and a blindfolded-egg-on-spoon race where everybody yelled]...
there was this family of swans: a mother leading the way, a father bringing up the rear, and six or seven little babies in between. i went to wash my hands and spotted them on my way back. i 'detoured', as cheng loon put it, and then a whole bunch of us started stalking the swans. there was a brief argument about what they actually were [cheng loon told andrew they were geese], and then the goslings/swanlings/chicks/ducklings/BABIES/ swam away.
i left my camera back near the bbq pit. damn.
then there was the playground. we had a lot of fun on the carousel, and in the end everybody was dizzy and sick and had the urge to puke. yu jhyn actually did puke, we all saw it. the guys managed to play soccer on the carousel while it was spinning.
then kim the awesomest built a house. as i told my servant [cheng loon], designer [esther], and materials collecter [sarah], i was doing the government a great service by building cheap community housing, which could house many insects like ants and cockroaches. why would i do that? well, i'm a believer in equal rights, and if humans have houses, then so should anthropods [or is it arthropods??]. i should receive a nobel prize man. which one? NOBEL PEACE PRIZE LA!! why? because i've forged peaceful alliances with the spider community by building that house.
ohmygoodness i'm so high. we made the little house out of wood and rope, and had an organic, untreated floor made of real authentic timber. yeah, sticks, grass, and bark held our little house together.
everybody gave me shit for making that house, and then auntie kim came by and said THE HOUSE WAS SO NICE. THAT A PICTURE SHOULD BE TAKEN [one was, thanks to ben, who deserves special recognition for humouring us], and that IT WAS REALLY REALLY GOOD.
then daniel came and made it fall down, after all that effort and innovation and pure genius.
sigh, story of my life.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
loved, contented, and secure
i was talking to my mum just now, and this is what she said.
-___- my mother loves me so much.
"kim, what is your problem with being normal?"
-___- my mother loves me so much.
Thursday, July 20, 2006
doesn't deserve a title
yup, you're staring into the face of my nightmare.
you see all those hangers? yeah, each one has got something [or somethings] hanging on it. guess what? that's only about a fifth of the laundry i did today.
wanna know what else? i spent half my day [literally] loading the washing machine, unloading it, hanging up the laundry, folding existing laundry.. over and over again. talk about killing my brain cells.
not only that, with the amount of laundry that i did, i didn't have enough line space to hang it all, which is why i had the portable rack and mini clothesline outside as well.
it was a windy day.
the rack fell over. shit, right? i picked it up. it went and toppled itself over again. go die la you stupid rack!!
then the mini clothesline decides it doesnt wanna live without it's friend the stupid rack. so it falls over as well. bloody stupid la these things. why can't manufacturers make them more sturdy? quality so lousy who can use? employ engineers la!! don't be so cheap. customer satisfaction is most important you know.
wow, my asian-ness emerges when i'm unhappy. it emerges when i'm happy too. actually, it's always there.
and as if it's not bad enough that i have to constantly be a mother to the stupid clothes... it starts raining. and me being me, i don't realize it. suddenly, sam goes "KIM, IT'S RAINING" and i scream. so frustrating man. and while i'm running outside to save my laundry, all i can think is "WHY IS SAM STILL STANDING THERE DOING NOTHING?"
oh well.. i can barely move in the living room because of all the clothes there now.. they were more dry when i first put them out -_-... and i have a bit of a headache from getting soaked in the rain.
the things i do for the laundry.. and this is how i get repaid.. sigh~ [waiseh, so dramatic]
God's sense of humour is... mysterious indeed.
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