Friday, August 12, 2005
hi, all. im gonna talk about something, something almost everyone in their teens has gone through, or are currently going through. it is the ever-present problem of parents. even as i compose this post, im glad that my parents are not intruding upon my privacy, as my mom only tends to be idiotic very uncommonly. you could say that shes a good mom, as she usually likes to mind her own business. she allows anyone that i want to come to my house to stay or sleepover, and never has any objections on it, unless im preoccupied that day, or the day after. nick, if youre reading this at any given point of time, i just wanna say that i sympathize with ya, and i know what its like. parents always want to be part of our lives, but most of the time, they just end up not trying to slip into our lives, but come crashing into it with a bang louder than a nuclear warhead. let me recount a previous happening, when my dad got my handphone bill. it was 70 plus bucks, cos of the SIM card, and of course, it being the first bill. so, Singtel adds all the stuff such as GST, Surcharges, etc etc etc. so, it amounted to 70 bucks. my dad was like, "wah lau!! how come 70 plus???" i was standing there with my mouth gaping open, and was thinking, "okay. dad. use your brain for a minute, please, cos thats how long youre gonna take to figure it out." and furthermore, he saw that i had sent out 74 messages in 5 days, which was when i was happily experimenting out my phone. so, he was muttering under his breath and all that. he even said that i was messaging in the toilet while i was on the crapper, when i was really studying my shou ce for the chinese common test while crapping. i shoved the stupid book in his face and said, "does this look like a handphone to you?" i grabbed my dinner and stomped off into my room. SHEEEESH. another time. when i was watchin the telly in my room, with my handphone in front of me, my dad just boldly strode into my room and took my phone, and started rifling through all the stuff. who messaged me, regarding what, what i messaged back, and all sorts of assorted rubbish. the first word that came into my mind was, "WHAT?!" then after that, he was staring at the stupid screen like a moron, and fiddling with various settings and functions. after the whole rifling, he plonked my beautiful K700i, now touched and violated, onto my bed and retorted, "how come the center button so hard to press one? cannot move left and right easily one....cheh...." i angrily shouted back, " cos you DUMB wat, dunno how to use my phone.....your finger so big, how to navigate?" SHEEEEESH once again. so you see, nick, alot of people go through the same thing you go through with their parents, including me. so anyway, thought id share these two anecdotes with you, and hope they entertained you. so long.ME
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