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Friday, February 01, 2008
omg, tgif, TGIF, TGIF!
the weekend has never seemed so welcome.. and the ultimate day of this week, sunday. oh yay. Sleepin Sunday, Siesta Sunday, whatever. many yayness. *pops the champagne* first day with absolutely nothingness (not counting cancelled stuff heh, thereve been a few of those i know) lalala. get out of my head, avril lavigne, you dont belong here.. not now, at least.. especially not after what i heard of that heyheyyouyou song.. anyways. back to earth.
you know what hit me recently? this did http://youtube.com/watch?v=zH46SmVv8SU it popped into my head the other day.. had to search for this version for a while, didnt know the guys name heh. the other other day, i popped into the house for dinner and then my sister was all excited like.. and she didnt say anything though, not immediately at least.. i guess shes learnt that much in the this house, dont ask anybody for anything when theyve just gottern back. then after a while she asked me if i knew the song land of joy *hint hint* when it seemed like i was in a okay i dont mind trying stuff today kinda mood she took out her choir scores which were already at the piano and we went through it.. it was like, so happy and so urr, unrealistic and all. but well. thats the sort of things younglings should be singing and listening to, right? *eyebrow raising ensues* but anyway. altogether too optimistic for me.. and i was like, omgg this is so/too happy! and when she asked when we could practice it again the first thing i said was, you tell me when then i see whether i free or not.. then a somewhat useless how about sunday, quite quite belatedly. obviously, not very happy with my replies. it was only later at night when i took away her file that i saw sth like "master with gail playing and me singing :) !! :) !! :) !!" oh god i nearly died k, when i saw the smiley faces and the exclamation marks.. shucks. sometimes i see her acquiring our mannerisms, our closedness in our own busy lives, and im like. shucks man, dont learn from us. dont. god dont turn out like us. and sure as hell dont learn from me. its like, so weird, sometimes.. there are four of us so-called "older people" in the house, and she, she wants to be like all of us at times.. and we, we are so different. no, dont learn from us. we're the worst you could learn from. okay, maybe thats taking it too far. but still. dont. and then now that im in and out of the house just about the time she gets back from school we pass each other on the way in and out and shes like all eagerness and im like thinking, omg no, dont form an attachment to me, i am aloof, remember? i will make you scream and laugh and tell you lame jokes, but maybe not today. and most certainly not every day. so dont. stop smiling so much when we see each other. because one day when i feel like it ill leave, or one day... whatever. i see her growing up and im like err.. not too bad but still, err.. i mean, shes not like, my child, so who cares right? afterall, my mother has already told me as much on more than one occasion.. but shes also more than some other kid who i drop in on every once or twice a week.. but oh well. you know what my mother was saying the other day.. i dunno what we were actually talking about, but then she went something like, you should teach other things besides the subjects youre teaching right.. meaning like values and stuff. and i was like ohohoho. now that sure is a fine thing to say, coming from you.. (btw, recently i nearly dieded when two people replied me fine when i asked hows school.. does anybody still say fine, thank you today when asked howre you?) anyways. i mean like, you look at me, and i think i can impart values to others? especially ones that you and other parents would approved of? i could have laughed. i settled for some serious eyeball rolling and some retort or other instead.. so i say, dont learn from us, if you can.. we are the ones who get it all wrong most of the time.. but turn out alright okay? just dont become like me.
if i had a choice i would never become a mother. nonono.. eekkk. being on call 24/7? omg no that is crazy. i cant even be a tuition coordinator. incessant random ringing, no peace, butter up your voice please.. at least being an agent, you can just let them call back again if they really wanna look for you.. worst comes to worst, you dont get to close a deal.. a child? no.. i would not like to be the one responsible for how another human being turns out. besides, i already know how it will turn out.. it will probably go something like an early period of super niehnieh parenting where everything must be done just so, then after that absolute freedom to run amok because the niehniehness cannot be sustained.. or because it wasnt perfect, i dunno. but yeah.. no good no good. i super peifu parents can.. anyways. im not ruling out child birth, though.. it is said its a one-of-a-kind experience, if a painful one.. surrogate motherhood?
hohoho huayi is drawing round again.. *gets excited* can you believe it?
11:29 pm
gail.
loves anything new
gets caught up in causes, events, loves
but doesn't do anything about them.
professes to be a supporter of the green movement
but leaves the lights on
disapproves of mcdonalds
but eats there anyways.
godwise, the jury's still out.
schoolwise, fass rocks my socks
but why do i have like a ton of work to do?
familywise, i guess theyre/its great
we just need to figure out what to do around each other?
freindswise, hey you guys are awesome.
blogwise, realises that the profile section is crappy
but doesn't know how else to fill up the space.
