AidahBurne
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Saturday, February 03, 2007
Stop the messing around boyBetter think of your futureBetter make some good plans boySaid every one of my teachers :::::::::::::::::: "When you die violently, the world goes formal." - LT Horatio Caine, MDPD CSI, Heat Wave. Such dark and cynical statement. somehow i love it. Or how about this? "I don't care if you die on the spot, you better die looking good." - Biggest Loser. Don't mind me, but i am someone who is well-known for volunterring details even if it's not warranted. Ha. i like details, it make things clearer. And i am well aware that this has got nothing to do with those quotes i gave you. ::::::::::::: Okkayy, i have some pressing stuffs that is waiting to burst forth from my lips. Frying chickens, is a SUICIDE MISSION. Good Lord, i was like cursing all the way (silently) while frying those damn white meats which come to think of it i savoured in the end. and my grandmother who obviously knows that i detest frying chickens and fishes or anything that has the potential of exploding was laughing. So exxagerating. It was nice to know, i provide some humour in a very tense situation (for me). Suicide mission. I came out alive, bless my soul. The only injury is having hot oil splattered on my arm, i wasn't burn thankfully enough. Not to mention the shriek that erupted when the chicken gave a violent vibration before deciding to emit a fountain of hot oil spurting out of the frying pan. and at the very last, i resorted to cooking chicken curry and thus ensuring my safety. also, do you know, it gives me great pleasure to see the chickens shrink slightly when it make contact with the hot oil? :::::::::::::::::: would you believe it? my family was lost while trying to locate our way to the parking exit? i mean East Point has a totally, confusing layout and too many exits that just doesnt exited to the carpark. and to make things worse, my mother gave a false alarm of "where is the car?" and i was like, "ahh great, we've found the carpark, at last, and now we can't locate the car? should we all just be merry and crawl back home?" eyes like radar my dad exclaimed in a delighted voice "that the car over there. can't you see?" :::::::::::::: In the car. "wahh, tmr singapore vs thailand" says my father. and then my mum was saying how the thailands pronounce their country's name. and my sister was like ahh the word "thai" has to be silent. so all you hear would be "land" thus i was, "what country are you from?" "thai(silently) land" "i beg your pardon? i know its a land. what land?" and syirah goes; "northland, ireland, switzerland, newzealand? what land?" i have a weird bunch of parents. :::::::::::::::::::: NSUAIDAH i made a move at 9:29 PM
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