the imperfect perfectionist

*me *
Yanee
05/01
On my stereo: Justin Timberlake's Summer Love
Mood: Erratic

"Aye"
indie rock, alternative, pop rock: smiles: hugs and kisses: soccer: chocolates: Nike: teddy bears: touch rugby: babies: rock-climbing and bouldering: soft and pantene-smelling hair: my well-worn Levi's: Adidas: white, blue: short nice hair: Elmo, Oscar the Grouch and Cookie Monster:

"Nay"
veggies: swallowing pills: high heels: skirts: not knowing what to do: mess:

*wishlist *

a bit more freedom
PSP
new laptop
more clothes, for goodness sake!
new phone
an orange scrambler
makeover my room

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

A few things has been happening. Let's start with 13th May.

Saturday, May 13 2006

Saturday was the eve of Mothers' Day. As usual, there would be a special lunch at a chosen restuarant. This year, we had chicken at Arnold's. It was my first time dining there so i must say that it wasn't what i expected. Overall, I enjoyed myself very much, i daresay. From the drama queen (whom even i can't beat) to the jovial auntie to the bimbotic stuff-ourselves-silly-with-banana-splits-and-mashed-potatos moments, it was just non-stop entertainment.

That day was also very eventful. Firstly in the afternoon before lunch, the little brother caused a big hooha at home when he threw his plastic light saber at little cute Pijul. Awww. Pijul now has a huge bump on the left side of his forehead. See la. Not handsome anymore. Now Pijul scrunches up his face whenever anyone says that he's no longer handsome. So vain... and he's only 6. Tsk tsk.

Shortly after that incident, a call came in at home. From one of the aunties. Told my brother that our grandma still haven't come back from the supermarket. It was arnd 4 when she called. She said that Grandma went off about 11am. Whoa. I must say first that my Grandma is a lil' senile and has walking problem. She walks with a walking stick. Poor her. My brother was all panicky and nervous while i was thinking..." Eh..20 more hours then can report as missing person. Hmmm. She can survive that long meh? " Haha. Evil, i know. I was already thinking about how we have to put up flyers all over Bedok and go around asking about her. I was still thinking of how we got an interview with the newspapers about her when the phone rang.

My brother answered and his relieved face says it all la. My grandma was found about a few streets away from her house, which equates to 30+ blocks. She apparently took a taxi to the interchange from the supermarket near her house and wanted to shop for her own stuff. But upon reaching there, she forgot WHaT she wanted to do and HOW to get back. Dots. What can i say la...She already like that. Can'ther for being old. Right? Right.

So everything was swell and the day was fun, in fact.

End of entry Saturday, May 13 2006

Sunday, May 14 2006

I woke up early and like i always do the moment i wake up, i checked my phone. Wahey. A record of 2 messages. I rarely receive any messages now. Haiz. I love getting messages... but from people whom i want them from la. For example... Hehe. Dunnit to know la. Anyways, that person who i was hoping would message me, really did and asked if i wanted to play soccer.

Abit relunctant cuz i didn't know if i wanted to. But since there was a chance to meet that person, I got ready and left home with hopes. Ahhh... What tragedy. All hopes were dashed, of course.

I ended up walking all the way from TP to the field where we were to meet. And it was hot and suddenly, started to rain. Great. Just great. Being one with a short fuse, i was mighty pissed.

Much more pissed when i finally received a message that we won't be playing. Wow. By this time, all the vulgarities want to come out. Hai. I'm pissed but can't do anything about it.

Come on la. If you don't want to tell me where you are, then tell me so. I know i will wait. Sometimes, for nothing. But that was way too far for you to not tell me anything and let me wait. Wtf. Forget it. Even if i tell you through here, you won't do anything about it. Talk about going slow huh? More like going nowhere. That call was nothing. Just like i am to you.

I have not talk about you for so long and now i did. And it sucks. Cuz i thought that the next time i do, it won't be this pissed off entry. Why am i always wrong??

End of entry Sunday, May 14 2006

I hope i can post another entry about what happened today cuz i supposed it is major. Ok a quick preview is that i got myself into trouble with the teacher-in-charge for the midyear exams cuz apparently, i was being rude and defiant. Haiz... I AM ALWAYS MISUNDERSTOOD.

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