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Sunday, June 7, 2009

From the a to the b

I.AM.TRAUMATIZED!!!

Yes. I'm scarred... for life. For i bathed with a freaking fat lizard.

I swear that thing was at least ten centimeters long. It's one hellva of a lizard. And it has red armpits too. OMG.

*shudders*

Anyways moving on. Daddy thought i was so good at eating yesterday. I ate yong tau hu before i went home, and horfun plus MCD upsize for supper. Then i made my usual millkies (The thing that Gary actually snarled at me for)

And after making them, i put them on a plate, which has another plate of ice water and saucer under it, before covering them with yet another plate and went to have a shower.

I know by directly placing them into the fridge is way easier. But it wouldn't harden as nicely if i don't semi-freeze it first.

So i went to take a shower and realized it was already 5am by the time i was done. I came out of shower and saw the need to wrap millkies. I thought about putting it into a container or paper napkins and in the end, i took the first thing i saw.

Baking paper.

I just randomly cut a piece out and wrapped it up. Then i placed it back on the plate and totally forget to put it in the fridge.

Dada woke up and saw it and kind-heartedly placed it in the fridge for me while thinking what a pig i was. He thought i was hungry and made those for myself. Yes, i have the habit of getting monstrously hungry at nights.

And when i woke up at ten, i went O.O as i suddenly remembered about millkies. I ran (literally) into the kitchen and realized it was in the fridge and happily went back to bed to laze around for a bit more.

Then while i was bathing, i was thinking to myself that i wasn't the one who put it into the fridge. I went O.O again and took out the packet and double checked if Dada stole any of them again.

Daddy loves to steal the things i made. He once stole an ENTIRE batch of cookies i've made. And from then on, i never made that again. To think i quite like it once it comes out of the oven. The soft chocolate chip malt cookies. I like cookies which are soft in the center rather than those which are crispy all over.

Anyways, so i checked and went aghast at the appearance of millkies. It's distorted. It wasn't placed properly and so all of them look misshapen. I took one of the worst looking ones and ate it. Not that bad, just too sweet and the cookies in it was bitter.

Man. This was one of the worst batch. I even accidentally added some water inside. (No, water are NOT supposed to be in it.)

But ah wells. I hope Gary survived this batch too.

*sheepish grin*

Anyways, was talking with April over video webcam just now and realized some things.

April's mom hates me because she thinks i'm a double-sided person and i really don't deny that fact. Just that, maybe i think she shouldn't know, but i really have more than two sides to me.

And i really don't bothered to explain myself to her.

Sorry Pril pril, but

I really see no purpose in doing so.
She called my cell, screamed at me and scolded me for no apparent reason.

And for that second reason, i don't see why i should explain myself to her. It's not like she would get my point (own experience, please) even if i try my best to actually explain. It's not like i have this desire to cry on the way home on the train again anyways. It was embarrassing, i swear. People was looking at me as if i just got dumped or something.

That's not the only issue we talked about. We also talked about relationships and i saw some light, i guess?

Anyways, i insist i got a few good remarks from Gary's friend.

One, was semi-forced/tricked by Gary into saying it, was that Uriah said that i'm a vampire.

I don't care if he didn't mean it. I like being commented that i'm a vampire. My vampiric fetish is unstoppable.

Two, was by Rayden(?) that i looked Japanese.

Saying that i looked either like a Japanese or a Taiwanese would really get yourself into my good books. Of course, saying that i'm a Singaporean is the safest but there is no fun in a fact, ehs?

:P

Most of my classmates guessed i was a Taiwanese when i was in Secondary School (of course, along with China Chinese) and Japanese when i got into Poly.

It was fun having people asking why i invaded their country. Until i insisted that i'm also part of victim side.

(Psst. Think WWII)

Anyways, it's almost 430 and i should really stop blogging.

Till next time...

... Tatas!!