Things People Say #1

I just went home from the dentist to find that a bar if chocolate that I bought especially to comfort myself had disappeared from the fridge.

Me : Did you guys eat my chocolate?!?!

Big brother : Yeap.

Me : Why are you guys doing this to me?!

*flops on bed in the most dramatic way possible

Big brother : If it makes you feel better, it tasted very very nice.

Christmas Of 2012

Merry Christmas and a happy new year!!

23rd December 2012

The day my dad announced that we would paint his family house.

I wore my new favorite shirt that day and a splatter of paint got on it! Haiya, I mourn the loss of perfection in the shirt...


The long process of painting the living room walls and ceiling. Its actually quite fun that the whole family pitches in and and we gossip about other people lol.

And my uncle's wine bottle collection was polished and arranged nicely!


I think this looks really cool so I will add that into my things to decorate my house with when I grow up.

When I grow up, I'll definitely try to learn how to drink wine. I used to think that drinking wine (or beer or any alcoholic drinks) is just like drinking water but apparently, no. Its more complicated because I can't even take a sip without getting dizzy lol. But 'my people' (lol) are supposed to be experts in drinking, so I guess its in my genes (?).

Then when the men took over the painting of the ceilings, I went downstairs to make some cookies! And I quite failed at even that.

Sigh, I remember the good old times when I was younger and I used to follow my aunt to kampung extra early because I missed my cousin, Nono and I really liked being in kampung then. Eventhough I always get annoying rashes and excessive mosquito bites, I still loved being in my hometown!

Anyway, there was a time when I loved to make traditional cookies! Yeah I know, me, Crystal Sarah, loving being in the kitchen? Unbelievable? Believe it lol.

I used to love the feeling of the dough and adding egg to the thingy and rolling the kuih makmur into little tiny balls and then smiling over how delicate it is. Then I would have the fun of eating half of the cookies myself and stab anyone in the eyes with a fork if they dare deny that its delicious.

But this time, no. I keep messing up like the dough breaks in my hands and I didn't put enough nuts in or something. Haiya! I'm losing my woman touch! Who would wanna marry me now?!

Anyway, people were probably eating some form of chemicals from my hands because I was painting before that. But its okay! Because the body will expel those kinds of things anyway right? Or if not and I get cancer...... Oh crap.

Anyway, it was soon midnight so I went to my mom's famil house to sleep. It was a peaceful sleep and no allergic reactions so yay!

Oh ya!! Earlier that day, I saw this new kitteh and its a siamese cat!


Its adorable!!!!! But so lazy.... I like kittehs with more life and energy to them.

24th December 2012
Its Christmas Eve!!!!!

I woke up quite late. Actually not so late la, at 8am but for me thats late. I usually wake up around 5 or 6am if I go to sleep in my usual time. Then I just stared at the ceiling for half an hour and listened to cocks cock a doodling outside. Its quite therapeutic.

Then I got up, folded my mattress and sweeped the living room and then played with the kittehs, watched some youtube vids. Digi only charges RM4 for a week of internet!

Then when I couldn't stand the slow internet and lack of social interraction, I walked over to my dad's house where I played with Gabby, my niece!



Aww, lil Gabby looking so chinese. Cause she is half chinese!

And and and shes so delicate! And she laughs at the smallest things like I said "Goo goo ga ga!!" and she giggled.

And her brother who is 4 years old is so cute also! Yet so stubborn. I love to annoy him as well.

Like my brother and I were going to my mom's family house.

Him : Uncle! Where are you going?!
Big Brother : I'm going back to my spaceship.

And like when he was playing with Sam the Cat ad Sam hissed at him..

Me : Nah, see! Don't touch my cat anymore. *deluded
Him : Nooo la! Sam is my cat! See he likes me! *equally deluded
Me : What no!! (pats Sam and she closed her eyes). See!
Him : No! Sam is mine! *picks up Sam and runs away

And he has the genuine Chinese/Singapore accent!! Hahahha! I love him! One of the few kids I actually love.

Then it was time for church and there were a few guessing games! Like guess how many beans are in the bottle and what item is inside a box. My cousin spent RM 10 to bet like, 6 times on every game. But she won none lol, so sad. Oh well, its for charity to the church also so why not have fun in the process.

Then it was church time and after that there were the presents exchange and I got a potato peeler!!!! I've been meaning to get one and its such a useful present compared to the one I gave... which was a crappily wrapped container..

Then I went home, watched a few movies with my cousins, read a book (I'm going through every Julia Quinn's books) and passed out from exhaustion.

25th December 2012
I woke up and immediately got ready for church again and went to church with a cardigan on because it was so cold in the morning here and I didn't think about how hot it was going to get. Its like a dessert here, super cold at night, and super hot in the morning. And its not even a humid kind of hot. Its like a really dry, wanna die of heat stroke kind of hot. I dislike Malaysian weather.

Then, there was a potluck after church which is amazing!! And my sister and her boyfriend came from KK and it was so fun to watch the boyfriend being grilled by family members!

I ate crab which makes me feel slightly itchy (I think its the crab, not confirmed yet) but I live in the dangerous side. Badass.

Then we went home and watched some thailand horror movies over some fizzy drinks and kampung biscuits lol. We watched 4bia 2 and the last movie was soooo funny! Then when we were done watching done, we went to Labui which was 10 minutes away and went to my dad's eldest brother's house.

And I think this is a really amazing fact, they have 13 kids! The eldest is maybe close to 40 and the youngest is my age, 16. And the eldest grandchild is 13 years old! Like wow...

There, I stayed for a while at their house till a cousin of mine brought me to go christmassing and yeah it was fun. It made me relive my crush which I had a long time ago named Donnes.

A long time ago (6 years to be exact) I went to church at Labui and after church there was a potluck. And then suddenly this boy asked me if I knew karate, which was quite random. But I said yes, why? I don't know, I did.

Then we went to a secluded part of the church (so dangerous because there was only me and Nono (my cousin) and there was a gang of them) so I could show them my karate skills. Obviously, I don't have any skills to show, so I just ran to Mia (an older cousin), and told her they were bullying me. And Mia scolded them and I got away wth.

I was a bitch ya la I know.

Then a few months later, Nono told me he had a crush on me, and I saw him and we played on a bicycle and ya la, we never saw each other since that day.

Until I saw a picture of him on christmas day and I give him a 7/10 rating on his looks. And I heard he's a nice guy too!

Haiya, puberty has been kind to him and yet....

Okay back to my christmas!

On one of the houses we visited, I saw this indon series where these girls say double everything and it gave me diarrhea. Then just as shit was about to be shat, we took our leave and went back to Nono's house and then I went home where I found that my brother and sister and her boyfriend went back to KK. Haiya, no christmas spirit at all!

Then I took a bath and watched more movies and retired to my mattress.

Well, that was my christmas! I hope you guys have a great christmas too and if it just wasn't that happening, theres always next year lol.

And guess what? THE EARTH DIDN'T END!

My sister probably feels stupid now hehehehe. She even stock up on canned food.

A Very Miserable Christmas

For the first time in my life, I am very happy to be miserable on Christmas time!

By miserable I mean Les Miserables because I just watched it!!!! And to all my friend who I promised to watch it with, if you're on, I'm on. Can always watch it twice ma!

I'm not going to say anything because I am considerate to those who haven't watched it.

But I knew how the story goes already so I wasn't really surprised by the story.

Oh and I'm really upset because there was an awkward sex scene!! And there were annoying boys laughing at the dramatic parts agh!!

Stupid la! Seriously ruined my whole movie.

But I feel so light and airy right now and my heart is so full of love! A heart full of song. I'm doing everything all wrong lol.

Ok la I can't keep my thoughts to myself I have to talk about it!

Fantine's I dreamed a see was like meh... So teary. Eponine was so flirty in the movie! Like how she looks at Marius and how she smiles at him.

I kinda like Cosette more in the movie.

Ok la! I won't speak about it anymore for now. Maybe next week I shall unleash my fandom.

Story Time Again

Balance has once again been restored for I have gone shopping even if its just for a brief moment of time. I bought this top which I have been lusting for for the longest time (two months to be exact) and it costs RM 32.90.





And here is I wearing it. I think it will look good with yellow pants or dark jeans. Actually I think it will go with anything la, its very versatile.

I think I may have passed my cardigan phase because I'm growing quite tired of it already. Every time I go out, 90% of the time I will be wearing a cardigan.

I am now into cutesy "Korean" fashion!



Like this! Sort of like the one I just bought. The only thing that I can't work with are the cold weather outfits and its really cold there so its like 40% winter fashion.

Speaking of Korea, I haven't gotten any news of how Ben and Elvena did there. Did we win? Did we not win? :D Ah! Can't wait to find out!

Now I will go to the real purpose I am writing this which is story of back when my granddad died.... All bow their heads...

Well, for the funeral, a lot of people came to the house immediately when they found out. Maybe even the whole village.

I slept really late the first night because there were so many things to do and a lot of people were downstairs to talk to so I woke up really grouchy the next morning. It didn't help that I was forced awake.

Then, I saw a boy around my age a few feet from me just waking up and I don't know who he was lol. To clear up any uh... misunderstanding, everybody slept at the upstairs living room, on mattresses.

So I stared at him in a sleepy looking way until I realised that it was rude to stare. So I got up, folded my mattress and soon, I could whisper to ask where was the towel.

And throughout the process of getting ready, I passed the boy a lot of times and I tried to be freindly because he must be one of my cousins or something but he seemed kinda distant somehow.

Anyway, the whole day of the funeral, I didn't see him and completely forgot about him. I thought he was just someone's son who helped with the house or something. Or maybe his dad was too drunk to drive so they stayed the night.

Then! My uncle came into the living room late at night while some of my cousins and siblings were chilling and asked us if we saw the boy and this is where I learn that he was MISSING! Gasp!

Apparently he is from Sipitang or somewhere equally far and he and his dad came here to pay their respect for my granddad. I got mixed info about his age but its either 16 like me or 25 like my brother. I think he looks 16. And he got some kind of problem in school and had to quit school. So maybe he is 25 dunno la. And he is one of my distant cousins so they lived in the house for a while.

And then the whole night, my dad and uncles went out looking for him. I don't remember why we didn't call the police for help. I thnk there was that thing where 24 hours has to pass before you can report a missing person.

At around 1am, my brother woke up and went downstairs to use the toilet and I hurried downstairs after him to use it first lol. And then when I went outside, I saw my dad's car pull up and the kid was back yay! All safe and sound.

My brother went out and we asked Daddy to dish out the gossip and the only thing he told me was that that kid's dad was very very very angry... hmph... Men. Got no gossip bone.

And not only that! My dad drove all the way to Sipitang or wherever it is the boy lived and got the rest of his family which were his sisters and baby brother.

Then I went upstairs to tell my aunts about it and we got their mattress ready for them and soon enough, I got the rest of the gossip.

Apparently, the boy stupidly went into the forest behind the house to get some reception (theres no reception in the house) on his phone and he got lost and tried to walk back home. And by home, its his home not my family's house. He walked about 20km in the dark when my dad found him. And not even by bus, HE WALKED. Wa. Da. Fa? He could've been kidnapped or murdered or raped OMG how can he do something so careless???  Thank goodness la we found him! And the father was too afraid to tell my family what happened because he thinks he would just trouble us. Silly eh, we would obviously help.

That's just gossip la of course, could be true, could be not.

Then, the young people of the house got blamed because we made the boy feel unwelcome and that was partly the reason he ran away... Pffft. So the next day, I tried hard to be welcoming to them. And the baby was the only one that responded to my welcomeness. T__T

Haih, I wish I had been more brave and made friends with them. They are my cousins after all. Maybe they'll come for christmas or something and wecoul paint each other's nails and we could talk about our lives and with the boy I could ask him why he ran away yada yada yada. The boy is quite cute also la, not that I would do anything about that. Ehem.

I'm not that kind of girl.
 

Shit!!!!

Oh crap oh crap oh crap. I'm in serious deep crap now.

I lost the attendance list of st johns ambulance meeting on October and i might as well just commit suicide now.

Oh crap oh crap oh crap.

I SERIOUSLY FEEL LIKE FLINGING SHIT AT MY MOM BECAUSE SHE THREW IT AWAY!

I know that's a horrible thing to say but thats exactly what i want to do.

I want to fling shit at myself actually.

Omg omg omg what to do? God I beg you to somehow help me make things right

I already fished te dam list from the trash once and im not doin jt gain. Especially not if its asked in ih rotten food but i m really desperate....

Too Much Exclamation Marks

Bite my tongue because Les Miserables is so close within my grasp!

I was already on a high when I just finished watching Raising Hope season 2 so I looked for interviews of Lucas Neff on youtube and one of those annoying 30 seconds ad on the video started playing and it was Les Miserables' ad!!!

Its like God is giving me a sign that my life will change forever once I watch this!

Haiya now that I think about it, filling up forms for school next year is such a silly thing to do every year. But, oh well! Next year is my last year of secondary school! Better cherish my time filling up my secondary school form because University forms must be so much more complicated.

Friends!! I miss you guys so much! I really can't wait to meet you guys once school reopens!

I'll write more later la.

The Hobbit

Huahh! I jutst watched The Hobbit just now and it was 3 hours of epicness!

I've never been a big Lord Of The Rings fan because Gollum freaks me out and gives me nightmares. And I don't understand the first few minutes of the first movie back when I first saw it which was a long time ago so I wasn't interested in the rest of the trilogy.

I tried reading the book which was equally tedious so I stamped the whole thing as just a chore.

Up till now, I still don't know what does the line 'You shall not pass' mean or who is Gandalf The White or Gandalf The Grey is or if Frodo and that other hobbit is gay because it really seems like it. Or even why the ring is so addicting.

But now that I've watched The Hobbit, my eyes have been opened to a whole new magical and beautiful world! The movie was really beautiful and funny and sad and making me go on the borderline of crazy when epic fighting scenes happen.

This is exactly what I thought of Harry Potter before I read it. That it was boring and the usual stuffy english movie.

So, I'm going to read J.R.R Tolkien's books or at least try to because I don't want to miss out on LOTR. It seems like a really fun world to disappear into.

Then I'm going to try watching the movies and not run away at the sight of Gollum.

My precious.... My pretty... Shall we eat some fish today, precious? I think anyone would recognize the quote "My precious" right?

Prepare for lots of LOTR references from now on..

Now, about the movie.

Its definitely my type of movie! Funny, witty, no annoying characters and epic fight scenes. Bravo.

I love that there were no sex scenes and no form of romance at all. After all, it is an adaptation of the book. Twilight saga sucked a lot because of the excessive make out sessions and touchy. But maybe that's all the movie was about. Back to The Hobbit...

There were only probably 10 people in the theatre so I comfortably stretched away from my family and sat down like a Mak Cik using up two seats to make myself comfy. Only when Gollum appeared that I scurried back to my brother's side.

I really can't say anything much because if I spoil the movie for you then there won't be an element of suspense and suspense is a big part of the movie.

So I'm going to shut up about it and I really really recommend the movie to all the fantasy geeks out there. Of course though, if you are a fantasy geek, I wouldn't even need to recommend it.

And if you're not into singing dwarves, ugly monsters, tiny people or don't want to marry elves then maybe this movie isn't for you.

And you and I can't be friends anymore.

Oh ya and theres a story of when I went out during the trailer to pee and the guy at the counter taking care the 3D glasses talked to me asking for my brothers number. FML.

Haha, turns out, he was my brothers friend back at their secondary school days. I didn't have my brother's number at that time but the guy still insisted.

So I said search on Facebook since everyone is on Facebook nowadays but he said he doesn't go online much. He expects me to believe that?

In the end, I gave him my little brother's number which I thankfully memorized.

After the movie, I told my brother about it and it turns out that they're not really close friends.

Why so desperate to get my brother's number eh? Something smells fishy....

Fears

Everybody got fears right? I got millions of fears so I thought I could list my top 3.

1. Fear of failing in life.
This is why I'm so obsessed about figuring out the future. Oh update! I'm also considering opening my own business.

Anyway, I'm mildly competitive and when I become mildly competitive, I get mean. Lol, and its not even my self evaluation eh! People actually tell me upfront that I am a bitch in competitions which I take seriously.

So I actually get competitive with my cousins because I want to be the best among them but its not easy. They are the kind people that go to Europe and other famous oversees places to study... on scholarship some more! Becoming engineers and such how to beat? By becoming smarter and richer of course! Wadafa.

Have to beat have to beat have to beat have to win have to win have to win.

2. Fear of criticism.
When I do something or meet people or talk to a large group of people and I'm feeling particularly unconfident that day, I'd spend the whole day thinking if people are criticising me.

But now I know, that the person who critisizes me is myself and if people to critisize me, then its constructive criticism.

But I'd still blog crap about them if they critisize me lol.

3. Fear of rejection.
I've only confessed my feelings to one boy in my life and got rejected ngaw. But nevermind! It doesn't matter. It's great blogging substance lol.

I also fear being rejected like when I lose in some competitions but nevermind la, failure is the first step to success and often is the hardest step to get by. And its nice to know that I'm on my way up the ladder :D

Learn from failure and all that right?

Going Crazy Thinking About This

OH MY... People can track who view their profiles on facebook. Well, there goes my stalking.

I've always been obsessed with what I want to do in the future.

I've also taken multitudes of career tests and its bullshit. So inaccurate...

Nothing fits my criterias! Which are --

1. AMAZING pay. I want to be rich. I don't care how horrible that makes me sound, almost everyone wants to be rich.
2. Its gotta be something I can see myself being happy with.
3. I don't want to study too long for it. Some occupation needs years of studying and internships.
4. I want to be proud of what I'm doing. So for me, that would be something like superwoman lol. No, actually, I really want to contribute to society and the world somehow.

Not such a long list at all.

I actually thought about becoming a surgeon or psychiatrist because its what my parents want and society will look at me like *gasp! and people always look down on me because of the way I act. I know I can do it if I really want to but I don't want to lol. I can't see myself being happy.

Oh ya, you guys should check here here to find out your personality types. I think I'm an Idealist  (INFP type).

Anyway, I've done some researching (okay, googling) and here are the careers which I think I may like.

1. Writer
I would LOVE to write in a woman's magazine about beauty, relationships and all that jazz! The pay is a median of RM 169,031 (55420 USD) a year. The workplace is an office and there will be a lot of competition because these kinds of jobs are always popular. And I love writing! Plus, with writing, I can definitely help people with their problems especially with young teens, I would love doing that! However, the job outlook is kinda slow and I would really have to be a top-knotch writer.

2. Zoologist
I've always wanted to work with animals and I feel that animals are in need of more help as time passes. The annual pay is RM 175,161 (57,430 USD) a year. Its definitely a messy job and I'm not sure if I can tolerate that and again, it has a slow career outlook. But I'm sure its a satisfying job and one of the jobs I'll be really, really proud to tell people. Hey mommy! Today I saved a leopard!

3. Veterinarian
Again its with animals. The pay is great! RM 250,222 (82,0410 USD) anually. Career outlook is much faster than average too! Imagine there is a scale of science careers. Surgeons being in the clouds. And Biotech researchers like my sister being on the ground. And jobs like lab assistants in primary school being 1000 feet underwater. Veterinarians are in the clouds so its going to be really really hard. By the way, I don't know if the scale is really true, its what my sister says.

And if I were too really base my career on what I truly love, and nothing about pay or career outlook....

 4. Zoo curator
Curators are the people who oversee all the animal aspects in the zoo. Like their diets, husbandry, health and all that. They also oversee the educators, veterinarians and keepers. Basically, they keep the zoo animals in check. Pay is a median of RM 148,840 (48,800 USD) but its on of those jobs that pays higher with experience. Job outlook is bad so I would have to work really hard.

5. Blogger
Need I say more? This is my dream job! But people keep saying, no, it will never happen and I'm afraid, what if it doesn't happen for me. But I would choose this job if money and position wasn't important to me lol. I love blogging! I love writing about myself and what I do and I like the thought of everything recorded nicely even if it is online.

So, I'm still clueless of what my future holds. Maybe I'll be World's Greatest Writer or the Curator Who Changed the World wth.

Haha, if you have any idea if something I haven't listed would suit me, or if any of the jobs I've listed is great for please please PLEASE let me know because I'm going crazy thinking about this. Or tell me about your dream job and how you found it because I really want to know.

I know you readers are out there! *point fingers

I could be a careers counsellor from all this obsession with careers.

Random Essay

The sun dazzled my eyes as he and I sat together under the shade of an apple tree. I dared a glance at him, and as usual, my breath was taken away by a mysterious force. His eyes were closed as he reveled in the crisp morning air. His ebony hair was blown back, away from his face, accentuating the tranquil aura that seemed to encompass every fibre of his being. He was laying back against the green grass, his hands behind his head and it took everything for me to look away.

It is at these quessant times, when I can let myself go and forget about the rest of the world and its properness, etiquette and manners. When I can let my hair go if I want to. When I can run and dance however and whenever. When I can eat with my fingers if I wish. But for now, I am perfectly idyllic with just watching the leaves fall beside Mathias.

"What are you thinking?" he murmurred lazily. I turned my head to see him boring his obsidian eyes into me.

What am I thinking? I'm thinking of how we first met when we were five years old. He was the son to the new mechanic working on my family estate. I saw him while I was having a picnic with my dolls under the very apple tree we were sitting under right now. I was just pouring some imaginary iced tea into a miniscule teacup when an apple dropped on top of my head making me yelp and while rubbing my head, I raised my head to the sky and saw a boy up on the tree.

"Who are you?" I called up to this mysterious boy, squinting my eyes against the rays of the sun. I could only see his silhouette as he crouched on a branch.

"Name is Mathias. What's yours?" he replied warily.

"Crystal. Come down from there," I said... And he did. I didn't know what to do with him, so I simply said, "Want to play with me?"

After a few seconds of contemplating my offer, he approached me and crossed his legs on the blanket I laid out. I gave a small smile, and he returned it with his own. That was the day I made my first friend.

"I'm just thinking of how we met. It was such a long time ago," I replied to his question.

"Yes, life would be very different if I wasn't on that tree that day," he said. His chuckle sounded like bells tinkling in the breeze as he sat up to look in the horizon with me.

"I wouldn't trade that day for anything," I said wistfully.

"And neither would I," he said it, almost as a faint whisper.

I was enchanted by his words and was surprised when I felt his rough palm on my cheek and his soft lips pressed across mine. It took me so by surprise that I couldn't even breathe let alone have to ability of speech. However, languidly, I responded to his kiss and drew back, touching my lips as if it was never there.

"I'm sorry," he said while shaking his head. "I've wanted to do that for the longest time."

"That was... unexpected.." Biting my lips, I was silently exuberant of the feeling. I shivered and my cheeks were suffused by the blood rushing through my face. This was the day I have been waiting for! This was the beginning of a new chapter of my life. This was--

"This was a mistake," he sighed and got up to leave.

"Excuse me, WHAT?" I said hoarsely, my fantasy crashing like a fragile crystal orb on the cold floor.. "A mistake? You kissed me, and we both liked it, how could it be a mistake?" I hysterically rambled but he continued his stride back to his home, the barn.

I ran after him, though it was a challenge in my long dress and the fear that someone sees me outside but through sheer determination, I caught up to him and forced him to look at me. "Why?" I demanded.

Running his hands through his hair, he explained. "I overheard your father and mother talking about your bethrothel to Sir Simon. You would be a countess, like you have always wanted. We can't ever be together." The bloody arse couldn't even bear to meet my desperate eyes, which were in hysterics trying to find something in his.

"I've never wanted that! Don't worry, I'll talk to mother and father. No, they won't force me to do this. Please..just don't leave me" I begged him, wet pearls threatening to fall on my cheeks.

Taking a deep breath, he said, "Meet me tonight, in the garden." Taking my hand, he brought it up to his lips and gave a single fluttering kiss upon my trembling fingers, and left.

Tearing my gaze away his retreating silhouette, I turned on my heels and stormed into the house to meet my father.

I wrote this and I'll give this essay a C because the storyline is bad and there's not much expressions.

Kitteh

(5th Dec 2012)

 

Quite a productive week for me. Here are the things that went through my week.

1. Drunk people are scary

I don't like it when people lose control on their soberness.. its scary.
 

And just now, my uncle passed out on the spot where I laid out a mattress nicely and sneezed all over it. I am still considerably pissed at that. Harrumph.. I ended up sleeping on the hard ground.

2. Children hate me

And I hate them. But secretly, I seek their approval. Like my nephew, Mason cried whenever I'm in a 2 feet radius from him. Bu my other nephew, Ashraff likes me. And my newborn niece, Gabriella seems to like me too!

But I love Gabby's brother, McCain the most because I can bully him as much as I want and he will always forgive me. Last week, I made him cry by tellin him my little brother doesn't want to see him.

3. Awkward family conversations

During the time I'm in kampung, I don't even want to try to have mindlessly small talk with my cousins. There's really nothing to talk about because they're all either working or in university. I'm the youngest girl in my mom's side of the family.

Beside, they probably think I'm stupid because of my lack of survival skills and common sense and abundance of social awkwardness.

4. I gotta hold my bowel movement around here

And that is because there is a shortage of water around here. And I like to know that I am able to clean my ass with ease.

Its almost midnight now and people are still drunk downstairs.

5. I really can't sleep

6. Im running out of topics to write about.

7. Look at this hen and her eggs!!

I didn't know a hen could lay so many eggs.

 

I was really tempted to steal an egg and bring it home so I can have a pet chicken. Then I remembered the turd part.

 

And now, I'm too lazy to write....

 

(7th  Dec 2012)

Look at all the rambutans I can't reach to eat!

 



 

Look at all the durians that fell from the durian tree behind the house! For those people who never tasted durian, no, it doesn't taste like rotten onions. I don't know what these orang putih mean when they say a durian tastes and smells foul. I LOVE IT!!!

Look at the kitteh that can't decide whether she loves me or hates me! Her name is Becky the Kitteh.

 



Look at the hen and its babies that are getting uglier by the day! Small fluffy newly hatched chicks are cuter.

 

But the outcome is the same anyway. They're gonna get eaten.

 

 

And here is a video for your entertainment of my Big Brother, Big Sister, Little Brother and me bullying Becky the Kitteh and her mom, Blacky The Catteh. Big Sister was telling my little brother that he should go to Sunday School early. And the lady at the end talking to me is Becky the Kitteh's owner, my aunt.

 

Yeah I know.

 

We're badasses.

 



Till Next Time

Something big happened in my life.

On wednesday morning, my grandfather died and my family rushed to Beaufort almost immediately. I just got back at midnight on Saturday and I am going back there again tomorrow.

Yes, I cried.

Yes, I'm sad.

Yes, I'll blog less now.

Yes, I'm okay.

I don't know if I should blog about this, in detail I mean.

Anyway, I'm going to be out of town a lot, and so that means you'll hear less of me.

Bye bye.

Till next time then.