Mom (yes, her again) took some of my advice, and not others. I've been right so far and yet. Such is the human race, I don't understand how it all work out sometimes.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
I'm Right, And It's Difficult Being
The whole family went to look at the unit and frankly, I'll not take it if I can help it. The current owners are upgrading to the condo some way down the road so we'll be "neighbours" by vicinity.
The room I took caught bro's fancy because he don't like how exposed the windows in the master bedroom are. All of them overlook into neighbouring blocks' living room. Mom tried to pursuade me into giving up my little space to bro and I told her, NO. Thankfully, bro isn't a spoilt brat and took bedroom 3, where the windows look into some green far ahead (he loves nature), eventhough a tad exposed too.
Haiz...........the very bedroom I told mom would be better for him (having looked at the floorplan only), and now he picked it himself, folks have to keep quiet as he insisted. This is how bro is to my folks, they'll sacrifice anything for him, even if it's unjust to the rest of the family.
And then mom tried to hit my space suggesting to get a bigger wardrobe for it so she'll have some for her clothes.
The problem is that she has lots of clothes (tops, mainly) that some of them are worn 2x a year, some of the ones which I'm no longer wearing and she keeps them instead of donating away. We've talked of having a wardrobe in the studyroom so any of the excess (not mine, I've very little wears) goes there, and yet, she wants part of my little space. Furthermore, she has plenty of junk she's keeping even for the great move, yet, don't want to get a chest of drawers for the living room to keep part of it.
For my little space, I need them for my work, books, clothes and stuff. I'm already having some problems with space utilization (there's a protuding column giving a "hollow" into the 1 of the walls *faints*) and mom hit on what I've left. I had a row with her over it, and as usual, she called me unfilial and other names.
Taking a deep breath, I'm counting down to the time I'm 35 (4 years down), and to build my business.
When Dad's Buying Breakfast........
Dad: What you want?
Me: Roti prata, and teh.
Dad: So heaty!
Me: Want to buy, buy. Don't want, nairmind.
Dad: *slips away in oblivion*
*3 seconds of pause*
Mom: *voice from kitchen* ROTI PRATA SO HEATY!! YOU HAD 1 BAG OF CHIPS YESTERDAY HOR!
Me: =___= *mutters nabeh*
Dad: *stands at kitchenway* How about I buy chwee-kway for you? *SMILES*
Me: You rat on me!! I dun wan to eat liao! Oooooooooooo...........Lemme think...........
Dad: *smiles* Good lah, don't eat so heaty lah, weather so bad these days...........
Me: Wait! Wait! I know! Don't keep talking! I want to think!
Dad: *still smiling at the kitchenway*
Me: Ok, I want chai-tau-kway, black one, no chilli. And teh.
Dad: Good! Like that then right mah.........Roti prata so heaty hor..........weather so bad these days..........
Me: Arrrggghhhh..........I changed liao! I changed liao! Just go buy, can?? =___=
Dad: Hehehehe.........ok ok ok...........hehehehe...........
I'll live alone when the time comes one, suum-pah + par-chop + 10 years guarantee! T__T .........I want roti prata..........T___T ...........
In Today's Daily's "Foodie Confidential", I'd Read The Following.......
"In your opinion, what is the best thing about French food?"
That it's based on natural ingredients.
Wah, got peeper use plastic one meh? *scratches botak fry head*
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Miracle Juice........
Sis was sooooooo enticed by me plug for that Dr Hauschka's Intensive Treatment 04, that she bought 1 for herself to try oredi! Mom was so excited of sis's volunteered guinea pig run that she told her...........
"Eh! Eh! If good hor, buy for me also!!"
K@ye_, I've passed the order to sis liao, nabeh, Ah Sing sells so darn expensive. Sis took a train to Germ and got it like SGD$130!! Ah Sing sells for SGD$190!!
Bro, In Loving Smile, Recalls........
"My windscreen got 猫猫 pawprints from top to bottom! Hehehehe.........."
"Har! So cute! *gushes*"
"I parked on 1st floor, maybe from the tabby I like most!"
"If 1st floor, then must be liao lor. Hehehehehe........."
"Hehehehehe...........猫猫 pawprints..........Hehehehehe..........."
Mortal Walker
As if I'm not busy enough, I've started another blog.
A blog of stories.
I enjoy writing all of them.
And I hope you enjoy the same.
Mortal Walker.
It'd be on my blog roll.
The Feud In HRH Coco's Household.......
Image credit: http://hrhcoco.blogspot.com/
Read in the blog! Kekekeke........
Requiem To Lost Youth, And Lasting Fats
Image credit: s172.photobucket.com
When was the last
I did not fast
Licking my oily fingers of pastry crust
When was the time
I had my fill
Breakfast of juicy fried chicken meal
Behold the days
Of my gluttony ways
Time talked the fats
To blindly love my waist
Gone the days
Nasi lemak and teh
And 2 fried chicken wings
Just a morning snack
Zi-char and peng-gan fish
Beer and crabs
Supper into the night
Simi si fats??
Gone the days
My 27'' waist
Now 1.5'' thicker
I howled cries of surrender
Merciless hands of Age
Pinched my hips instead
For I've grown thicker
Nary a trick to be slimmer
Oh, my loyal friends
Them incredible pants
Fought the days of being silly
Days of youthful daft
Now I lay you to rest
Memories always sweet
I can't but walk on
With some new comrades
Boooohoooo hoooo.........booooohooooo hooooooo..........T__T
*HUGZ* TN!
Nah nah nah, not that I'm not sleeping ah. Just that I'm now digesting what I've read earlier = in need of music to help the digestion.
TN has given me copies of Lisa Ono + Shigeko Suzuki for me listening pleasure, after knowing me very old mind can't take pop music. 'Cos me brain will pop. Ahahahahahaha.
Ok, corny. Tsk, old peeper like that one what. *WIDE GRIN*
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