8:07 PM
"Go play in a microwave Susie, we're busy."
"Reality continues to ruin my life."
"I won't eat any cereal that doesn't turn the milk purple."
"That's the difference between me and the rest of the world! Happiness isn't good enough for me! I demand euphoria!"
"As a math atheist, I should be excused from this."
"What's the point of wearing your favorite rocketship underpants if nobody ever asks to see 'em?"
guess who said all that guess who guess WHO.
CALVIN!!!!!!
[Edit: if you dont know who calvin is, try looking at my blogskin and find a boy who's making 6 silly faces on the screen.]
calvin's a genius, i wish he was real.
except like he once said, he's a misunderstood genius.
cos no one think's he's one.
ANYWAY SPEAKING OF ROCKETSHIP UNDERWEAR,
i remember when i was a kid, i had 'days of the week underwear'.
hahaha. then there was this time in k2 or something, when we were having spelling, and the word was 'wednesday', and i forgot how to spell!
so i flipped my skirt up to check the spelling on my underwear.
just so you know, that spelling day was a wednesday, and when i was a kid i was ridiculously anal about this, like i MUST wear monday underwear on monday and i MUST wear wednesday underwear on wednesday.
[Edit: valerie just called me a PANTY CHECKER. hahahahahah!]
and i used to to tell mum to buy me rocketship underwear and ocean creatures underwear too, but mum wouldnt buy for me.
i think she said something like it was for boys.
i think i threw a fit, but that's not the point.
but i'm quite glad she didnt, because when i grew up i came to that same realisation as calvin did.
no one's freaking gonna see your underwear lah.
i dont even know why underwear was such a huge deal when we were a kids.
OH, but then mum bought me a rocketship bedsheet set to make me happy.
it's awesome, except my maid doesnt match the bedsheet sets, so i have rocketship stuff all over the place.
like i'll have a teddy bear pillow, a stars bedsheet, a rocketship blanket, and say, a circus bolster.
it's quite ugly, i liked it better 2 years ago when i didnt have a maid and i changed my own bedsheets, and always matched everything perfectly.
i told hannah i think, someone, that i'm gonna name my son calvin.
before that i was saying my son's name's gonna be lionel cos i like that name, but fine now i'll have TWO sons and they'll be called lionel and calvin.
whoo.
big cheryl lent me 'the authoritative calvin and hobbes' at church on sunday, thanks cheryl!
i was so excited, but i cant buy a stupid calvin and hobbes book, it's too expensive, cheryl lee told me one's like $30+
SIAO AH.
ripoff artists.
anyway, sunday was fun.
i should post about sunday.
normally i dont go on sundays cos my cell's on saturday, but i went to promote junior camp.
we played captain's ball with the p6s.
haha like the p6s were rather violent it's quite funny, and this boy, me ang grace we were laughing at him cos he'll like growl everytime he catches the ball.
it's like, *catch* AGRRGGHHH!!
oh but towards the end, of the 1115 p6s, then we were playing and joseph and i were winning, our group, then suddenly joseph accidentally knocked a p6 with the ball, and kaifeng sent him off.
haha. quite unfair actually, like kenneth mah was saying he bully girls, but it's called his own team people.
then he looked freaking guilty, and i was thinking it was just an accident, and it didnt hurt the girl that much anyway.
but it was fun!! and we also still won.
WHAHA.
and we had fruitpluses.
oh and on sunday, royston promised me to treat me to island creamery, i think i shall just buy 2 scoops, later he broke.
i cant wait to go there again, i wanna draw another picture and paste it on the wall too.
if one day a bomb drop on singapore and blows up island creamery, i will scream.
i will scream and cry you know, because my ice-cream is dead and also partly cos my picture is pulverised.
haha i know you are thinking that i suck right, when you read the picture part.
but oh well you wont get it, i think only art people will understand me if they read this.
i think when we create a drawing, it is meant to be left on this earth.
whether it is a gift, or if i sell my art.
it is meant to be KEPT.
oh and appreciated.
even if i keep my own drawing, and i self-appreciate it.
so if i draw something for you and you throw it away, it is like slicing a small cube of my heart and feeding it to pigs.
OUKAY annette you are talking rubbishhhhhh.
Edit: i forgot this part of my sunday no wonder i had that i-know-i-forgot-something-but-i-just-cant-rmb-what feeling!!
so anyway, sunday evening, papa me and zeh went to thomsom plaza, and i met haoyee.
HAHHAA.
you know what was so funny, cos when haoyee met us, with her father, i was fighting with papa lah!
like not real fighting, just scolding each other HARMLESSLY.
we everytime dont mean it one.
cos we were at the florist and looking at stuff, then papa's walking stick go and giap my foot lah.
me: OWWW!!!
papa: aiyah, dont overreact lah! i dont believe so pain.
me: *going to rebuke but then haoyee taps me*
haha then i looked at haoyee and said HII!! but i straight away turned back to papa, determined to finish the fight and i said: papa really very pain, i'm not overreacting, i try, i giap your leg!
papa: okok.
then i said hi to her dad and talked to her.
felt quite bad cos i dunno the whole thing was all confusing, made her wait there while i finished a fight, and the next day at school i was like 'haoyee you meet me damn bad timing lah!! hahaha'
oh and my sister controlling her laughter when we met hao, cos she once said haoyee looks like a fishball, and now she see her in person.
haoyee you are so cute!
nette posted it up.
