quiet times.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
hahah at jessie's house right now. supposedly doing the chinese assessment thingy, and bio research but cant really give a damn about it right now.
yeah i shall take the opportunity to blog while you are practising your piano:D
man yesterday was really screwed. everyone was just so weird and stuff. even you. was supposed to go learn how to make the strawberry cheesecake while you all were having cell, but in the end cancelled cuz it was too late. and bingzheng was in a bad mood. thanks to me.it all kinda started when i didnt reply his sms, then ms asked him some stuff, then he said i didnt reply then ms asked him why didnt he call me instead. then they just all became like not-talking-mode. and its all my fault lah. sorry to all.
i guess it just wasnt my day. the cheesecake was quite nice :D ( well duh I made most of it. ME.) haha and you too lah for cutting the strawberries okay? the sweetness was..almost perfect. just one exception that haha the tray used to contain it was a tad too small. well other than that it was alright lah.
my dad didnt give me cash again. i dont know whats wrong in the family, like financial problems or whatever. but its not my fault. they dont wanna talk. and even when they do, its just all.. about not doing stuff. homework, housework? man. im living off my bank account now and even its depleting. somebody help me. and i cant believe im still taking out cash from my account to get him, or rather make him a strawberry cheesecake.
but in a sense i guess bz was right. i dont think i am responsible enough. and so, how am i supposed to take care of you? it took alot out of me to ask whether you needed a hug, or that anything's wrong. but i thank you for actually telling me what happened. it serves as a kind of motivation, for life? i dont know. i guess maybe parents, in their course of caring for you, they might just get a little overboard and probe into your, or our lives. but do keep in mind that, its all for your sake. you should even be thankful for having someone who actually cares about you.
till now, i dont even know who actually gives a damn about whether i am still living in this world or not. but, in a sense, its quite comforting to know. that when you're gone, your just a fleeting moment in somebody else's life, and that there are no strings attached to you to pull you back into orbit from the heavenly realms.
i dont know about you, but i long to hold your hand again.
have fun practicing piano! :D
oh and i like your essay. it gives that.. warm, family-like feeling. goodluck.
-inscribed at 3:27 PM