Sunday, March 18, 2007

i tell you, my dad is.. very amazing.. haha i wanted to say the most amazing man on earth but i decided that it would be a really bad idea cos 1) it would be an extreme understatement and 2) thats the name of the very first robert rankin book i ever read.. or was it the most amazing man who ever lived.. but anyway, it was good.. i mean crazy sort of good.. one book and i was hooked.. like for life. it was at one of those mg mini fairs, you know way back before they stopped it and restarted it when mg primary moved back.. there was one year i was super kiasu lah.. i bought sooo many books, i had to like lug it in my bag and two huge plastic bags.. when i was still a primary school kid. yeah that was how kiasu i was okay.. (but they were so cheap like $0.20 and $0.50 okay.. i practically bust all the money i had on that one book-grabbing session.. ) yeah that book lasted a few years in storage before i actually got round to reading it.. i mean if you really wanna Laugh Out Loud, robert rankins the man..
yes so anyways.. back to my dad.. i really love listening to him talk, i could listen to him talk like forever.. okay not if its about how i should study and like do something about the mess i call my room but yeah i guess you get the picture.. you know how we have to go back to malacca like at least twice a year.. then ill sit in the front seat cos im like "bigger".. not bigger as in age bigger, but like size bigger.. my sis used to complain and whine and stuff but in the end i always ended up in front.. now its like a part of the way things are.. now i dont think she even bothers to raise a sniffle about me sitting in front.. yeah so they will all start dozing off after a while in ill be awake listening to those old love songs that came complimentary with the car.. you know like if you get there before i do, dont give up on me, i will be there when my chores are through, i dont know how long ill be and other stuff.. and i like the long silences and the random questions ill ask or the random statements hell make.. yeah and hell have like this long rambling answer.. he really has the ability do that sometimes.. when i was younger i used to look at the signboards saying how long more to go and like watch the mini markers at the road side and count down the kilometers.. now i prefer to look for stars, or just watch the cars.. do you know just across causeway we can see such beautiful stars simply because we have too many lights on.. but anyway. thats out of point.. yeah its really cool.. like when were on airplanes then hell tell us about planes and flying procedures and stuff, cos he used to be a pilot for a while, how cool is that.. so what i have is like a lot of random bits of information stuck in my head.. most of them i probably cant recall, but stuff like they have this circling system where the planes flying in "circles" of lowering altitudes while waiting for clearance to land.. yeah and lots others.. anyways so there a was, happily doing my thing in my room.. then my dad got this idea that he should lop off a section of the table which was purely decorative in purpose since it was, well, purely decorative in purpose.. and so i could actually stick my legs under the table and not sit like some kopitiam ah pek.. and so there he was like knocking away at the table.. then you know how theres like bits of random wood starting to stick out right, even though youre trying to get this whole chunk of wood out in one piece.. then he started like bleeding, and he went right on, bang bang bang.. ouch, i thought.. its like one of those papercuts, small but very painful and totally annoying.. its like this small looking thing, but there was like so much blood for such a small thing.. and i was like, omg stop it already.. its okay you know, i can continue sitting like a kopitiam ah pek for all i care.. but of course i didnt say that.. i just sat there and err, watched.. and held out a plaster.. talk about being helpful huh.. oh wells, i did learn today what a philip head is.. its like a screwdriver head which is like crossed instead of one line.. yeah, and he also put some carpet thingy on the floor.. so now i can almost imagine myself somewhere far away when im at my table.. cos my tables made of solid wood and stuff.. and what witht eh carpet and all, i can almost imagine a fireplace nearby, or an incredible view in front of me.. except that thats kinda impossible cos im facing a kinda claustroophobic wall cos on top of it theres two shelfs.. and oh yes you must also imagine away all the papers, so yeah.. and thats my dad for you, totally capable of being incrediblly sweet when he wants to.. did i tell you about the char siew bao.. haha i dont think i did.. yeah well another day i guess..
right now im just gonna concentrate on getting myself through to tomorrow.. who cares about school when theres the whole of wonderful life waiting just round the corner.. of course im still gonna study.. but its alot better knowing theres something on the other side.. i decided to make a birthday resolution this year hahaha even though its a long way away.. but i shant say anything yet, except that it has a ten-year deadline.. hahaha, when you know it youll simply die 1)of shock.. ie, omg gail are you crazy?!?! 2)from laughter cos its too ridiculous.. 3)saying omgomgomg i also want! in this case i guess youd be one of the rare ones though.. but in any case im not tellin yet, later i change my mind ah, knowing my short resolution rate..

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Sunday, March 18, 2007

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