i love my mother so terribly much. i sometime thinks she pamper me too much. so maybe my mother is no fab cook, she works all the time and she is rather.. clingy. but i love my mom very very much. i cooked rice and it was as hard as rock. and my mom fried some chicken wings. and that was dinner for us. our chicken wings even got invaded by tiny ants because silly her didnt know that chicken wings attracted ants. hurhur. well i didnt know either. (actually it was beakfast for me as well..)

but it was just all so sweet and simple. so much so that i would much rather make her smile by leaving boys like you. its okay that my heart's bittered and bruised. there must and always be boys to break and break this heart before one that truely matters come along.

3 days ago, i thought i would be a spinster. hurhurr.
I KNOW I KNOW. DRAMAAA KAN?

i may not know how to let anyone else in at ths point of time. and a part of me, do not intent to. there is always something sexily hawt about single girls... no?

well thats your take.

im eating maggoes that my mommy peeled for me now. and she even gave a fake plastic fork coz she knows im on the computer and wouldnt wanna drag my lazy butt to the sink to wash my dirrty dirrty fingers.

i wanna insert a picture of me and mother here. but i finally realise that i do not have a pic with her. the last pic taken prolly was of a very pre-puberty me. heh. sorry momsy.

so today i finally did my overdue CWO- corrective work order, for those unaware. i am 2 weeks late i think coz they were suppose to completed well hmmm, i cant remember anymore. hehe. anyway apart from the somewhat heated lecture/reprimanding by mr seng, i wasnt punished further for not completing cwo when i should have been. i think mr seng has a very interesting behaviour and a rather odd cockiness especially for someone his size. definitely one of those teachers that would make you chuckle one day when you grow old and reminisce. hurhurr.

but the reason why im soo hell-bent on not doing a proper cwo that SHOULD be mellowing me and teaching me a lesson is that i do not think i deserve the punishment. reason being, on the 3rd sorry time i was late, it was because i forgot what bus i should take to school. (refer entries earlier on) and for the 4th, it was because i couldnt find any shoes to go to school. rmb that my shoes we stolen? now tell me, how is that even MY FAULT. how is that even a crack to show rebellion and a lack of discipline?

it was just rotten luck. period.

my name is soap liquid. HEEHEEE. clean the benches my ARSE.

i was made to clean the benches outside the staff room- the fave spot for students to grab extra lessons by teachers. i was extremly mortified because it seems to depict a certain contrast between the ideal student and a certain me. huhurrr. must be one of God's idea of humour and life little ironies. im GENERALLY a good girl.. no? ;)