I just did a very stupid thing that has something to do with my new house. After I finished going over to my grandmother's house for lunch, I went back to my house, and I couldn open the door. I ended up twisting and turning and convulsing wit the effort to try and turn it, but then...No, my whole key didn't snap off (if that's what you're thinking, but it did happen to me b4). I turned aroud and was exhausted and saw this creepy old lady looking at me. Feeling very aware that I had just muttered some vulgarity that she couldn't possibly have heard, I ended up walking down 12 flights of stairs and exploring the "park" nearby, which is a slab of concrete with two trees in the middle and pigeons come to poop on people. Incidentally, it is pigeon mating season; that double pigeon roast dasted DELICIOUS. Ok, I don't eat pigeons. I eat chickens. Oh yeah, next to my new house, will be some place where there are 9 CHICKEN RICE COFFESHOPS. Oh, yeah, baby, welcome to paradise!

Ok, so after that, I walked all the way back up (stalling for time) and I tried inserting again, but it couldn turn (again [surprise,surprise]). Then afterwasrds I realized that I had been using the wrong key the entire time...God, I want that half-hour of my life back. So, holdiays are boring. True, not true, whatver way you want to put it; because I have absolutely nothing to do here except watch TV...and TV....and TV...and television and the tube. One day my eyeballs are going to melf out of their sockets and splat on the floor. Squish. Like squirdward's nose in that Spongebob Squarepants episode. Hi, squishward. How's spongesob squashpants? Or something weird like that. I missed the Spongebob Squarepants you know, the finale of finales. The ending of endings. And the marriage of marriages because Spongebob gets MARRIED to sandy cheeks. Ew. That's like me (the sea cucumber [havent used THAT in a long time]) marrying Yantong (for classified reasons). Anyway, I dont think Matthew is here so I gues its ok to say that :)

Speaking of Yantong, I wonde rif she likes my Disc? Hm...apparently its fantastic. So who likes maggie mee too? (Sry if you think its random, just read Shi Yi's sms) Poeple always say "Stop eating that, its so disgusting, it's gonna make all your hair and your teeth and your lips and your nose fall off! Its full of MSG and XYZs and PEEs!" "Are you done dribbling mother? Your noodles are getting cold." oh please. I'm sure all the cancer patients of the world would rather eat this painless alternative than go and get chemotherapy. Speaking of radiation, i just watched this "Seconds from Disaster" thing (I think zx has watched it b4...nt sure...) abt the nuclear plat which exploded, which "sent a cloud of radioactive nothings into the air". Radioactive molecules give out radiation in order to return to a neutral state, and all these radiation is floating around in the air trying to molest us by sticking to our skin cells. So before you breathe in, remember, radiation is everywhere; and you just inhaled a wasp.

So what else can I talk about to compete with Yantong for longest post (hahar)(and now my post is in front of hers pffttt) So anyway, I still haven't unpacked fully for camp. I still haven't unpacked my toiletries and stuff because I have no idea what to do with them. I think I should reuse the toilet paper (obviously) and something else I should really do is clear out all my mail from this year. I've a;ready received that annoying, "slightly sexy" (not my words) message that "Your inbox is full. Please clear out your trash or else it will explode and destroy the internet. REMEMBER, its YOUR facebook account that's getting DESTROYED. Yours (un)sincerely, the board of terrorists. Wow, that would be a scary message to receive. And good/bad news ,my violin teacher is only coming on Thurs! Whoohoo! Wonder when he's getting married. He should retire after teaching for 14 years. After all, he's only 34. SO OLD, isn't it :) Retire and laze around on a lawn chair, sipping margaritas (cocktails); and best of all, no more violin! MUAHAHAHAHA!

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LAst time, whenver in primary school, whenever said something completely random ("I like hugs" in the middle of chinese lesson) the girls would go, "Ni jin tian wang ji chi yao a?" ie "You today forgot eat medicine a?" that sounds like PCK. (Should be PCKUN. pck ur nose). Anyway, that mole looks genetically attached (it dosen't have lots of ahirs sticking out of it). Anyway, I've always found people with hairs sticking out giant moles a bit..well...uncomfortable. Not that I'm judgemental or anything, it's just so. I mean, sure it can be fun to play with, and its bouncy, and it provides something to scratch when you're bored, but if I had it, I'd run to the nearest plastic surgery and cut it off with a blowtorch (which is what people do to their tongues (and during vasectomies [nah, jus joking.])) Its a bit...visually unappealing. At this point of time, many people are going to say "You cant judge a book by its cover". Well, you can with this one:

Now THAT is disturbing. No offence but I dont wanna have 300 children, thank you very much. It cramps mah style, yeah. ANd the cover only shows one baby. Oh, and Im sure there will be a book II. My Second 600 Children. Wow, my grandmother would love to have 600X600 = 360 000 children. She'd have at least one guy to carry on the family line (not that she's ever mentioned it, but you know how crazy they are abt these kind of things)

I think it's just my computer, but blogger is acting up again. What the *** is wrong with these line breaks? Today when I when to my grandmother's house for lunch (I just realized that this should have been at the front of this post but nvr mind) I was eating porridge and I was measuring the plate to see how big it was (seems to be a ahbit of mine, now) and she was saying, "Is there something wrong?" in this I'm-so-offended-that-you-think-my-coooking-isn't-good-voice and I was: "erm...no." And my cousin was yelling around the house, screaming some poem about her eyes hurting (yan jing tong) and digging her nose (wa bi kong) so I have a pretty weird and very-dramatic family, as far as family trees go. And I'm proud of that (mainly because I'ma bit scre*ed too :) Anyway, about her cooking, I realize that I'm liking vegetables more (I finished half the plate of brocolli last time). Good. Its a preparation for when I grow older and turn into a vegetarian/vegan (which is probably never gonna happen since I like satay, curry and fishball/egg soup)

Since I'm talking about my family, do you know my cousin wants to be a model and a doctor? She wants to be a doctor so "she can poke people" (*ahem*yantong*ahem*) and "extract their blood". Luckily she dosen't know what Twilight is (if you don't know either, say so (and get insulted by thousands of fans across the globe (and the vampire hell) (so dont)) She also called our(ok this is another thing, since they're my stepmother's family, I dont know whether to call them "our grandfather", "her grandfather" or just "grandfather") grandfather a pig because he justs "eat, sleep, go toilet everyday". Well, I'm sure its a very intereting life because you can eat diff. stuff everyday (and pass out different kinds of "EWWWW" too) our organ also got shifted to their house so I still can play the organ! Yay!

Also, my house has actually no "107" unti number, which is the only unit number it dosen't have from 1-22. Also, my mother lives (not me, I don't LIVE here, I'm just temporarily staying) on stor(e)y nine, so technically, its missing "09107" as with all the other stor(e)ys. Creepy.... (like Incredible Tales last night which I din watch cause its too scary that it'll give you nightmares. Well, I gave myself nightmares anyway, by going to failblog and seeing all the stupid things and I ended up dreaming about clowns kidnapping me and they out lots of make-up on me ("Please Don't Leave Me" and "Bad Romance" music videos) and they're forcing me into a golden cage with a tiny golden chair and all the poeple are staring at *ahem* my....er...unclothedness (I have some really weird dreams) Which is why I wrote another thing(Freakshow) which I don't wanna put here cause its my most emo yet (on the contratry yantong, that wasn't really emo, more of..hm...venegful or angry) (anyway, I only wrote the chorus, and my father happened to pass by and was like, "What the hell is that?" [He's probably going to send me to another psychiatrist again])

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Let's end with this post with something light. Outside my house, there is a tree whose flowers only bloom at it's top. Light yellow and orange flowers, and there are many white butterflies always flying around there. It looks magical, but, there are many black bird looking for a meal or something (I also mentioned the pigeon mating season) and I saw one bird just swoop down and...whoops. One stupid butterfly. But at night, there's always this drunk, half naked man lying on a bench with a bottle in his hand, with his slippers lying down there (I wonder if he's really drunk though) I wrote a Thing about that too (Home in a Bottle) In case you're wondering, it took me 1 hour and 15 minutes to write this post (including the numerous pauses to the toilet and facebook and other things) so it should be reasonably long; maybe it's longer than Yantong's :) And just a suggestion for the blogskin: make the picture bigger so there's more space here for the sidebar content as well as the posts here. Its just a suggestion, its really up to Fangyi :)

(Wow this post has 10 005 characters, not including this sentence :)