{/Tuesday, November 16, 2004, @8:16 PM.
{ Hope I'm ReallY Safe in my Rm... }
Ha ha ha.
There's sth like a family conflict in the living rm. My parents were arguin abt the power consumption of the lights and yeah, they haf finally made the lights work. You guys juz dunno how miserable it is to live in the dark every evening though the TV is on. Well, actually it's not that bad, out of 5 lights, thr is only one working. N that is the front part of my living rm. For the other part, 3 out of 5 are working. Not that great but at least it's better ha.
Just a moment ago, 2 ladders in the living rm were set up and some clothes in a stack on the floor got picked on, and as the owner of them, I received a lecture on hw the teenagers nowadays are getting more n more out of hand, like not taking responsibility for their own belongings. I was like I keep them automatically sometimes, and I can only say it was my bad luck that my parents decided to change the rotten and spoilt light bulbs on this very day. Anyway, I was luffing at the hilarious sight of my mom perched on the second top rung of the ladder supporting sth while my dad was removing the bulb on another ladder. Actually, I luffed in the form of a silent smile. Unfortunately, my dad saw me and he got even more agitated and went: "Aiyo, dun act dumb dumb like that, can a not." Sry for the Singlish used here, i'm addressin this to the foreigners readin this blog hee. Then, in order to save myself frm somemore ramblings frm an agitated father, i rounded up all of them and traipsed into my rm n started writing this entry. Whew, wad a relief, i reli hafta say, cos i'm safe in my little peaceful haven ha. But occasionally, i hear the arguments in the living rm. Ha, well it has subsided as i'm typin this as the lights are finally done and when my mum caught me by surprise when she gave a "Woohoo" of some sort and my dad went "It's like Chinese New Year, isn't it?"
Parents, I can't believe them sometimes. Ha, they are cute in their way with their spontaneity. Now, my parents r arguin abt newspapers. Help~! It juz won't end, I'm sure... Anyway, I juz hope their dissatisfication with me will end after the O levels, which is the evening of this Friday. Yeah!
Plus, here's a summary of wad causes them their dissatisfaction since the holidays for the secondary sch kids in Sg started, which is since abt 2 wks back:
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There's sth like a family conflict in the living rm. My parents were arguin abt the power consumption of the lights and yeah, they haf finally made the lights work. You guys juz dunno how miserable it is to live in the dark every evening though the TV is on. Well, actually it's not that bad, out of 5 lights, thr is only one working. N that is the front part of my living rm. For the other part, 3 out of 5 are working. Not that great but at least it's better ha.
Just a moment ago, 2 ladders in the living rm were set up and some clothes in a stack on the floor got picked on, and as the owner of them, I received a lecture on hw the teenagers nowadays are getting more n more out of hand, like not taking responsibility for their own belongings. I was like I keep them automatically sometimes, and I can only say it was my bad luck that my parents decided to change the rotten and spoilt light bulbs on this very day. Anyway, I was luffing at the hilarious sight of my mom perched on the second top rung of the ladder supporting sth while my dad was removing the bulb on another ladder. Actually, I luffed in the form of a silent smile. Unfortunately, my dad saw me and he got even more agitated and went: "Aiyo, dun act dumb dumb like that, can a not." Sry for the Singlish used here, i'm addressin this to the foreigners readin this blog hee. Then, in order to save myself frm somemore ramblings frm an agitated father, i rounded up all of them and traipsed into my rm n started writing this entry. Whew, wad a relief, i reli hafta say, cos i'm safe in my little peaceful haven ha. But occasionally, i hear the arguments in the living rm. Ha, well it has subsided as i'm typin this as the lights are finally done and when my mum caught me by surprise when she gave a "Woohoo" of some sort and my dad went "It's like Chinese New Year, isn't it?"
Parents, I can't believe them sometimes. Ha, they are cute in their way with their spontaneity. Now, my parents r arguin abt newspapers. Help~! It juz won't end, I'm sure... Anyway, I juz hope their dissatisfication with me will end after the O levels, which is the evening of this Friday. Yeah!
Plus, here's a summary of wad causes them their dissatisfaction since the holidays for the secondary sch kids in Sg started, which is since abt 2 wks back:
- I've not taken a single step out of ma' house since last Fri. Today is Tue so u can c hw much time i spend indoors + when i'm stayin in, I'm either watchin the telly in the living rm, the PC in my rm, or on my bed with a storybk or textbk or wksheets.
- The papers, magazines, books and bla bla strewn all over the floor of my rm causes their moods to dip when they pass by my rm with the door ajar.
- Though they keep tellin me to keep my rm neat, I hafta defy them cos it's the O levels now and everythin is put on the floor for convenience sake. Well, sometimes I do clear up but aft a while, they go back to their original state.
- My bro living practically on the bed since the TV set was installed in his rm. Maybe for the exception of gettin food or contributing to the noise pollution by kickin his soccer ball ard the house or like today, bouncing them against the wall so the collisions go "plop, plop, plop". He's such an imbecile idiot. Oh ya, I forgot to add his obsession with workin in the casino as one of the men who handle the dice after watchin too many shows abt the casino on cable tv, i think. And, he makes a din with shakin the 2 dices frm our monopoly set in a cup. And um, we argued abt the dice too. I mean me and my bro.
Woah, i think i better stop here. Juz wanna add that my doings are part of my parents' misery. But, what to do. The Os beta be over soon. Yeah...
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