\since we're such awkward bedfellows

AS HIGH AS HIGHDI KLUM

hello! well. coupla things to say. once again. (:

went for college play yesterday! hm it wasn't as boring as most people said it was. haha. well okay the first act was pretty boring. it was dry and mundane. but well I guess that was an essential part of the play. cos well, it's important to make everything seem so normal and mundane at the start, so that you get maximum impact when you get the message across in the last act. yea.

anyway. GUESS WHAT I FOUND ON MY PARENT'S BED TODAY. :D

um no not anything sick thankyewvehmuch (?!) but.. a book! wait for it. the TITLE: boundaries with teens: when to say yes, how to say no.

?!?!

wow. I didn't know I was such a problematic teen. apparently I'm giving them a lot of trouble. :/ hm let me see. I didn't expect them to actually try and understand my world. because it seems to me like they never do, and never care enough to try either. ): but now that I see that book then obviously they're trying to make an effort right! which is DAMNED DOWNRIGHT HEARTENING I tell you. (: I'm so grateful right nowww (:

but then right. let's see why they're so pissed with me. aiyoh. I make it sound like. like it's a small thing. like I didn't do anything wrong! but I did. and I'm currently feeling like the most childish teenager alive.

1. late nights

no I don't mean late nights as in burning the midnight oil. when I burn the midnight oil, actually when I burn the WEEHOURSOFTHEMORNING oil, they couldn't be more proud of me. my dad goes like, 'wah anak bapak kuat iman ah wah power seyyy'. mum. okay mum screams. she's like 'YOU'RE GONNA BURNOUT SOON!' which is pretty apt considering the fact that I'm burning the midnight oil. which will BURN OUT sooner or later. HAHA. ...kay sorry ah. damn random.

2. never do housework

actually it's more like I do the opposite of contributing to doing housework. my room's like one huge heckuva mess, and my cupboards are like, erm. unorganised. like, there's stuff strewn all over the place. dad doesn't really care, as long as I don't mess with his shit, i mean his junk, i mean his books. he has one whole room for all his books, I kid you not. that room's supposed to be MY room. sometime soon. which i guess means like next year or something. -.-

yea in case you dint know, I share a room with my bro now. it's been like that since he was born. used to be one hugeass bed in our room, which was damn bouncy. then I grew up so it became two single beds. which isn't as fun. now our room is damn cramped.

(alamak. I'm not supposed to be complaining about this am I.)

3. spend too much money

okay i get like 30bucks a week. which is like actually quite measly compared to what most of my friends get. hm but to mum it's more than enough. she gave me like 21 at first, then 25, then 30. and she's still quite peeved that I keep finishing all that money and not saving anything. then there's the times I ask her for money to topup ezlink, buy tickets, whatever..

4. shirking my responsibilities

...yea. which is bad enough. lol. flashback: the list used to be seriously wayyyy wayyy longer back when I was in sec one through three, and possibly first few months of secfour. lol. am I glad I'm not the same person as I was back then (:

yup! anyway. kk I'll really do my best to minimize my pissing them off! really really. I'll be ANGELIC, I'll be the BEST daughter they could ever hope to have! ...okay maybe not, cos if I were the BEST daughter they could ever hope to have, I wouldn't be happy. cos. cos I'd have change some parts of myself which I don't want to change. yea I'm selfish like that. eek. but I'll try to be the NEXT BEST ALTERNATIVE! :D

kay that's done..

now! hee2 I had a really2 weird conversation with this auntie yesterday. cos I always drop by bukit panjang plaza before I go home, cos 1) i need to use the toilet and 2) OLDCHANGKEE/MACSICECREAM/STARBUCKS! yeah :P it's mostly old chang kee though I LOVE THE CURRY'OS. they're always piping hot! PIPING HOT! and they're super fat and full of fillings. SO FULL OF FILLINGS IT MAKES YOU FULL!

WAHAH

anyway. I was in the toilet lah. then suddenly one auntie came out, and she looked HORRENDOUS. like seriously the kind of HORRENDOUS that kinda makes you speechless with shock/horror/agony/the desire to barf/the desire to laugh your pretty little ass off

she was wearing like what looked like a cross between a PINK TUTU and denim miniskirt, and supersupersupertight leggings, and a black spaghettistrap top which said (haha get this) "SEXY" in huge golden letters at the front. and her lipstick was seriously RUBY RUBY RUBY RUBY! (you know that song by kaiser chiefs! it's called ruby!) RED! and her hair. it was those kind of very 80s kinda hairstyle, you know like frizzy curly hair, like an afro but not quite. okay I dunno, it was just REALLY WEIRD.

(digression: EH THERE'S A MALAY WEDDING DOWNSTAIRS! I LOVE THE SOUND OF KOMPANGS. BETTER THAN MY MP3. HEHE SEMANGAT MELAYU :D)

she came out of the toilet, stood beside me to wash her hands (MY GOD HER PERFUME, AHHH. MY NOSE WAS BEING ASSAULTED?!) and then she stood with her side to the mirror and she started pulling at her clothes. I think I was staring too much, cos she suddenly struck up a conversation with me.

auntie: must look young... must be glamrerus! (that's how she pronounced it wahaha)
me: heh. yea.. (i was doing my best not to look incredulous, and to look emphatic. didn't really work I think.)
auntie: -pulls skirt- yesterday auntie buy this tshirt! from young people shop! verrrrrry sexxxyyyyy horrrr -flaunts um. saggy stuff on chest- verrrry cheap also! (hmm you mean the clothes or are you talking about yourself! :D)
me: oh. heh.
auntie: must look pretty! like youuuuuuu! (screeches)
me: *EHK?!* oh heh.
auntie: you what school ah?
me: erhhh raffles junior college..
auntie: oh. -packs up and leaves-

HAHAHAHAHA. HILARIOUS AH! she must have been at least 48. super old! WOW and she really did look horrible! she had like tons of BLUBBER flapping under her arms and her makeup was like. she really looked like she stood in front of her dressing table. stared at all her makeup, poured everything out, and dunked her face in it. ICK!

okay it's not like I'm such an expert at putting on makeup (I'm clueless, actually), and I don't exactly have the best fashion sense around or anything (I'm bordering on average. not quite there yet. YET!) but at least I know i'm not gonna do such ridiculous things when I'm 50 years old! WOW! she's really a piece of work. talk about SIT-YOO-AY-SHER-NEL AWARENESS. (gee I miss the way shirley tan says that)

AIYOMA! YOYOMA! HOW LA SEY!

I want three potato curry puffs and a soya bean drink now. -.- bye

posted by aney @ 11:53 AM