ok, yest after blogging n lil' msn chat, continued my novel until eyes closed at 9pm+ who know 12.30am woke up...so happily eat my honeydew n drank my milk, continued my novel until eyes shut at 2am+
today woke up w/o dragging! str. abt 7am+, so reach there quite early with 2nd sis "woah, today u so early ar?" wth...(tmr decided to be earlier..nono, earliest!)
thks god tat 2nd sis had to go for some sort of meeting whole day. so dun need to do NN with her, finally can settle some old scores of my samples.
first time or so, rinsed test-tube w/o drowsiness. ok, do u still rmb my previous entry on the "black marks on the floor" mystery? too scared to wear my black shoes liao, but still today the marks reappeared... father went *&^&%^$#)&^%^ abt. cos tmr is big big boss from swiss coming.
then got some contractors working. so he went to "confront" the head. i was down there "eavesdrop". suddenly mother came beside n silently said "this guy is experienced. always v calm n steady. observe him."
ya, 果然老江湖。。。先立自己于不败之地。no matter how much father tried to "decorate" his accuse.
then father find the old cleaning chinese auntie. well, i like last time de indian auntie. cos she always changed the bin b4 i made it full. this new one, always late late then appear...then ask her clear cardboard she always said muz find another old man. then when we saw the old man, he will say find her. walao, they paired up sia... ask her do something, she will say she very buzy.
so father's power liao lor. lol at the kind of sentences he used, so made the auntie bo bian to wipe the marks away.
surprising thing was, the culprit was found. happened to be 1st sis's safety shoes. how irony...
lunchtime. eat 菜饭 then followed by 云吞面。 lo0k like my spirit was high. KNN, they said, for these few mths, if had to mention abt my improvement...will be my eating speed...
will be expecting some 皮笑肉不笑 tmr from some supervisors...
went back home. scolded the kids n told them to keep their toys after playing. jigsaw puzzles juz any throw. so i slowly put them tgt. then the boy juz 不服, come n disturb, bloody. so forbid him to touch after he snatch one away. the little adult already know how to bear grudges. KNN, dun wanna say gdbye to me when her mum came...
haha, the art of raising a child is hard isn't it. sumo plus character building etc...worrying for their health, their studies n their future. no wonder mother always had a hard time. she was surprised tat i seldom spend time chatting with my mum. "well, it's quality time" ok, fine...both of us 0so did it in argument, the sweet way.
P.S: observe with the eyes aint enough. u need ur heart t0o.
reflected at 10:50:00 PM
From a Boy to Man
Once a Marist, always an Officer
