so you know my aunty right. the one that got me miniature perfume and an mp3 player for my brother. the same one that got me a bath set from boots and a brand new handphone for my brother. so she sent back this bag for me through another aunty visiting uk. this, endofseasonsalelookingbag. nvm right. better than miniature perfume and bathset. so she calls in the next few days and my mum smiles sweetly, hands me the phone and ask me to thank her for the bag. and i did. and she says. so i got you something already right so i'm not gonna buy you anything when i come back. ok. i'm getting an iphone for david. i think shes damn psycho lo. i dunno why she tell me for. like as though she just wants to see my reaction. and i really wonder what i ever did to her. i mean, when she left for uk, i was 10. she lived with us before that. what the hell can a 10 year old do to you wei.  when i told my mum she said it's the thought that counts. and i was like, yea ma. the day she upgrades me to a handphone she'll buy david a mercedes. pffbt.
anyway. was setting up my beautiful ikea table! to do work. 
it was actually kinda fun. ikea really can make a dummy do wonders.  although there are two screws left over from the chair and i don't know where those go. 
and my chair is too high. O_o need to find a lower chair.
 spotty had an eventful day. he went out at 4. he wasn't back after 2 hours so i went searching for him. took my car, round the neighbourhood a couple of times. damn panic k. i thought someone knock him down or stole him coz he was NO where to be seen. and it's usually quite easy to find him in his usual spots. i went back home. came out of the car and stood outside my house looking left and right just hoping he'll appear. after a while i heard sploshing sounds. splish splosh splish splosh. then it hit me! he fell in the drain before a long time ago coz a pack of stray dogs were chasing him! hurried to the side, looked down the drain and lo and behold! there he was! half black coz of all the gunk in the drain. >_< poor boy been stuck there for quite a while. had to soap him up 3 times before he was really clean. poor thing had little sores on his feet. so the whole day i kept thinking how he ended up there. coz all the stray dogs are gone.
i thought maybe some jerk scared him and he jumped in the drain. or someone chased him with a bike. or a cat. haha! and i found out why when i took him out myself just now. (we decided from now on he doesn't go out alone.) he almost walk into the drain again by himself. -_-' sigh.... poor old man. | 
