contradiction, schmontradiction
Wow. I need to update. Right. There’s one thing you should know about me. (note the"SHOULD"; i.e. MUST. This is not an option or a suggestion. It is an order. MANDATORY. COMPULSORY. Hehehe… ) I hate weekends. Yes. I hate weekends. I don’t know why but… I HATE WEEKENDS!
Oh wait… I think I DO know why.. There ain’t nothing to do at home. Go out? And then what? Waste fuel, I tell you. And money. Window shopping = dangerous. You’ll end up buying things.. And when you get home, you regret it ’cause you need the money for something more important like [state your basic need(s) here].
Yes…. Today is Sunday… Everybody gets up at 7am… (nuts)… Except for the little ones. They woke at 6.30am and cycled around the house just for the joy of it. (NUTS…). Hmm.. I used to that when I was 10. Ahhh…. good old days.. (ok. I’ll take back the "NUTS").I remember myself waking up at 5am and bounced on my parents’ bed just so they could give me the store room key where all our bicycles were kept. They tossed me the keys and went back to bed while my sister and I raced to the store room, got our bicycles out and cycled around the neighbourhood while the maid kept an eye on us. Oh yeahhhh… Beautiful dawn.. We used to watch the sun rise…. beautiful…..
9 years later, at 5am, I lay in bed - dreaming. =)
What a bliss!
It didn’t last long tho. I forced myself to sleep but failed to, what with the kids’ screaming and yelling and laughing and ARGH! (NUTSSS!).
So here I am, typing this up so I could let my thoughts out silently instead of complaining to anyone I see on my way to the living room about how unfair life is when I already know that life IS supposed to be unfair since everyone and everything ain’t perfect, so why bother bringing this topic up considering that I knew it all along but I just can’t help myself, I had to yap yap yap or it’s primal scream therapy for me… - SO THERE!
ANYWAY… This morning, I had no mood for breakfast ’cause I caught flu - again. (Tis the flu season, if you must know.) (sniff). I ate my breakfast at nearly 11am which was baaaaad…. Food got really cold and soggy. (eugh). Aaaaaand.. Despite my brain getting numb, running nose, the coughing and festering sores (go on, pity me…), I picked myself up and followed my family to Soon Lee. At least I get to push the cart with my dad or brother on it. I kinda enjoy it ’cause I would have to push the cart REALLY hard and let go of it and made them bang to someone or something.. Okay okay.. NEARLY bang onto someone/something… That sounded a bit mean but that’s all fun and games if you see us doing it. Shopping with the whole family is the best get-together if you ask me. =) Our cart was FULL. I mean really FULL! The eggs’ got no space in the cart, it kept slipping off at the edge of the cart! This time, my lil brother and I pushed the cart together to the parking lot while dad made fun of us. (we’re both skinny, plus he’s only 9 years old). Overall, our trip to the supermarket made me smile.
I like weekends.. Yep, I love it. I LOVE IT!! I’m contradicting myself. So what? (grins). love love love love love~~~ =)
