mood: swinging
LOL that mood thing was pretty smart...but yeah my farking mood is farking swinging and i hate it coz it makes me feel really irrational...as in after i get over the pmsing mood. It's like a fricking invisible mood-changer... thing......and it's just omfgsh i hate being a woman. On the topic of women, why am i ALWAYS the one to wash the dishes? After my mum and then my dad...why is it that EVERY SINGLE TIME that man sitting in the bluest room is always using "exams" as an excuse. So this is my theory, based on the trends so far:
The trends are that since im younger than him, my 'tests' aren't ever more important than his hence i'm the one to wash the dishes. For example, he was in year 6 and i was in year 4. He was doing the selective test, which was like your life decider back then...(until you realised that the HSC would then be triple that importance...or is it?...in a typical asian's eyes...ummm...yeah pretty much.)and so i was in year 4, so obviously i had to wash the dishes. So then when i was in year 6, he was in year 8...i don't think that was a problem actually...okay skip to him being in year 10 and im in year 8. School cert. EVERYONE says school cert isn't hard/ important/ sutdy-worthy...but what does he use to get out of washing the dishes? Mhmmmm....and this was the same with year 11 and me in year 9. Except for the school cert bit...replace that with "more important exams".
SO my prediction is that when i do the HSC i'll probably STILL be expected to wash the dishes because "uni exams are more important and intense than the HSC" ==" which i guess is kinda true............
ANYWAYS, ANOTHER THING THAT BUGS ME. Far out, i hate it...HATE IT when people leave like two squares of toilet paper on the roll so that they "didn't finish it" and don't need to take the roll off the holder and chuck it in the recycle bin. (note i said RECYCLE bin to promote waste management - reduce, reuse, recycle! haha.) This is the farking same with oranges. So my mum cuts oranges for us after dinner. I'm usually the first one to spot the oranges and so i gobble most of them down. Then i walk away for a little bit to do something, and come back for more. What i see is ONE piece of orange with a tooth pick stuck into the orange (lol such an original adjective), juicy flesh. Why only one piece? Obviously that stupid teenager stupid person doesn't want to take the plate into the kitchen, chuck out all the toothpicks and wash the friggen plate. So who has to end up with this tedious chore? The hungry one. ME. :(
All these habitual stories (?) haha stories describing a particular person's habits lead up to what happened today. So on Sunday, i asked my mum to buy lollies for kids for halloween (so that they don't rock up at our house and we have nothing but expired lollies) and we bought a bag of mixed (flavour) freddos and cadbury chocolate bars. So i opened it yesterday and took one...i think it was strawberry (coz strawberry flavours of everything taste gooood) and i was like "yummo dude, this is an awesome-tasting freddo!" Next day, which was today, i come home, open the pantry and i spot the bag of freddos. I look inside it, and to my fricking horror, there's only one strawberry one left! I swore there were like 5 strawberry ones. So i take the last strawberry one out to the living room where my bro was, and i was tempting him with it. Then he tells me to go check his table...and i was kinda excited coz i thought he got a new table (coz we were looking for desks...actually for me, but i was still excited anyway) and to my horrible horror, there lay 6 unwrapped, EMPTY freddo wrappers!!!!!!! :( AND 3 OF THEM WERE STRAWBERRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FARKING HELL I WAS PISSED OUT OF MY BRAINS. It's so freaking rare that we get to buy freddos and he eats all the motherfarking strawberry ones?!?!??!?!? What an ass/arse. :(
So now i'm left with plain old milk chocolate ones...not that i should complaining...considering like half the people in the world don't even have enough plain rice to eat each day...let alone chocolate...which used to be using child labour...but now some cadbury products are fairtrade which means they're actually paid...which is aweeeesomme! :D
OHHH and from the packet of freddos, i got a stack of tattoos...well not really a stack, more like 5 tatts, which is also awesome! I put one on my left wrist and it looks quite gangster. No it doesn't. Freddo and gangster don't go together. It looks........goooooooood. :D And i put one on my brother's upper arm as my good luck for him.....this juxtaposition of my behaviour towards him and his behaviour towards me just highlights his stoopid character.
Watching Keeping up with the Kardaashiansssssss!!! The name is so freaking long and whenever i say "have you watched keeping up with the kardashians?" i have to say it really really fast...which actually sounds quite cool :D but i might start a new trend and call it "Keeping up" but gay thing is that people might mistake me for "keeping up with the joneses"....which is....a tad bit different...you know...the lifestyle is quite different....and their idea of luxury...? haha :P
gooooodbyee! :D
~heelorli