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Lol, unpacked my bag for one whole day and got sick of it, so now I am blogging again. Yeah?
Anyway, guessed how my parents picked me up from the airport…
My dad waved his arms frantically. My mum insanely snapped my pictures of me. (seriously, I think this one is over-the-top. I felt slightly embarrassed by their tactics. I was glad YL came out before me, at least she can block me from the awkwardness I was feeling. Lol!) My bro…Who notices him, when the 2 old folks are hopping mad? LOL! Apparently, according to my brother, he saved my arse and further shame. He claimed my Dad wanted to make a “welcome home” balloon in return of the favour , since I did one for him at Oslo, which he told me to throw away cos "no hands to take that dumb balloon". -.-
Anyway, life sucks today. Yesterday was better. I had more privileges. I was princess of the day. =)
I could hear my mum keep harping at my dad to let me adapt back to life in Singapore when I hollered “WHERE IS THE TOILET PAPER?” Quite ridiculous, they shifted the toilet paper out to the kitchen toiletries area. -.- And don’t ask me why I needed the paper for…due to certain habits adopted in Oslo, I wanted to use the TP to clear the hair and sort of wipe the floor. -.- I thought I kicked the habit, but apparently no. -.-
It seems obvious my space has been encroached upon too. Other than my study shelf and my freebies table, all my stuff has been re-arranged, thrown away? I can’t decide which is which since I haven’t tallied my pre-leaving stuff. And now I am grounded by my Dad who took the liability to enhance my adaptation to the Singapore lifestyle. So, I am taking this moment to… CLEAN UP MY ROOM. I know WTF, totally cannot get used to the life now. I still think I am in Oslo.
Took the day to inspect my house. Realised that there are new wirings for things my dad tried to explain but I am too bored with the technology. Realised I have no more space for my bathing necessities in the bathroom. No face towel but was immediately replaced with a new one upon some exclamation on my part. No cup. LOTS OF PADS. And I am talking about exclusive pads to a certain gender. Don’t know why my mum bought so much. What makes her think I wouldn’t get myself pregnant overseas?!?
Looked through my 5 months of mail and freebies. Too lazy to upload the photo. But I like my new ezlink card. NICE!
And they never nag about my skateboard. o.O
Okay my mum just commented to my dad “your daughter’s new toy is those board that pai kia play.” My bro just curiously inspect it with mere eye power. He wanted to try it then I subtlely hint in an obnoxious manner that the safety weight is 50kg. But he heck me. HAHA, Mum stopped us cos it was dark and we wanted to kill ourselves in slippers and mine oversized some more. LOL!
BACK TO MY SUNSHINEY, BOISTEROUS SELF in my beautiful sunshine island. =P
Lol, unpacked my bag for one whole day and got sick of it, so now I am blogging again. Yeah?
Anyway, guessed how my parents picked me up from the airport…
My dad waved his arms frantically. My mum insanely snapped my pictures of me. (seriously, I think this one is over-the-top. I felt slightly embarrassed by their tactics. I was glad YL came out before me, at least she can block me from the awkwardness I was feeling. Lol!) My bro…Who notices him, when the 2 old folks are hopping mad? LOL! Apparently, according to my brother, he saved my arse and further shame. He claimed my Dad wanted to make a “welcome home” balloon in return of the favour , since I did one for him at Oslo, which he told me to throw away cos "no hands to take that dumb balloon". -.-
Anyway, life sucks today. Yesterday was better. I had more privileges. I was princess of the day. =)
I could hear my mum keep harping at my dad to let me adapt back to life in Singapore when I hollered “WHERE IS THE TOILET PAPER?” Quite ridiculous, they shifted the toilet paper out to the kitchen toiletries area. -.- And don’t ask me why I needed the paper for…due to certain habits adopted in Oslo, I wanted to use the TP to clear the hair and sort of wipe the floor. -.- I thought I kicked the habit, but apparently no. -.-
It seems obvious my space has been encroached upon too. Other than my study shelf and my freebies table, all my stuff has been re-arranged, thrown away? I can’t decide which is which since I haven’t tallied my pre-leaving stuff. And now I am grounded by my Dad who took the liability to enhance my adaptation to the Singapore lifestyle. So, I am taking this moment to… CLEAN UP MY ROOM. I know WTF, totally cannot get used to the life now. I still think I am in Oslo.
Took the day to inspect my house. Realised that there are new wirings for things my dad tried to explain but I am too bored with the technology. Realised I have no more space for my bathing necessities in the bathroom. No face towel but was immediately replaced with a new one upon some exclamation on my part. No cup. LOTS OF PADS. And I am talking about exclusive pads to a certain gender. Don’t know why my mum bought so much. What makes her think I wouldn’t get myself pregnant overseas?!?
Looked through my 5 months of mail and freebies. Too lazy to upload the photo. But I like my new ezlink card. NICE!
And they never nag about my skateboard. o.O
Okay my mum just commented to my dad “your daughter’s new toy is those board that pai kia play.” My bro just curiously inspect it with mere eye power. He wanted to try it then I subtlely hint in an obnoxious manner that the safety weight is 50kg. But he heck me. HAHA, Mum stopped us cos it was dark and we wanted to kill ourselves in slippers and mine oversized some more. LOL!
BACK TO MY SUNSHINEY, BOISTEROUS SELF in my beautiful sunshine island. =P
Haven't decided whether I want to remember what I wanted to say. But somehow I feel GYY will say it's highly UNAPPROPRIATE! lol!
