it was eleven when i was here, intending to type in a post. i thought maybe i should clear up my cosy corner in the living room first to kill time. and now it is only eleven thirty. wth. irritating. and i am pretty sure i will leave the screen and do something else first and then resume back typing. aiyoh. how boring can this be.
come, show you the rest of the photos on last friday. let you oogle at his pretty shirt. pretty shirt on him always comes from me lah.
click on the last photo itself. it looks much awww in larger view. but so what.
anyway, definitely good news for me cause my dad planning for a ten days trip to thailand in february! since the two weeks break in december is kind of rushing. ayyuthayya/ bangkok/ pattaya. power lah. hopefully my dad books early so he can't take back his words. haha. i looove thailand. it is such a nice place and language lah. i will always leave some money to try out new hairstyle. =)
you know, last week i had nightmares. the first was in this dark room. with joker faces and i was supposed to play a game. who lose, will die kind of thing. and obviously, i lost. i was talking to someone saying "you know right, who lose will die." and then, i was silently stab on my lower s-p-i-n-e. i tell you, the dream lingers on, till i woke up and used my hand to like remove the dagger from my back. in real world, waking up and imagine i remove the dagger as if it was really there. that scary. kind of disturbed me for a while.
and then a day or two after that, dreamt about my late grandfather being so sickly and at the same time, my grandma was also sick in the other room. my grandfather died soon after, and my grandma continued being sick. the thing that disturbed me was my grandfather looked real sick and thin, as in ailing, not healthy thin.
so i just wave off both nightmares. aiyoh.
and it is twelve forty now. haha. ok enough, i want to shit. bye.
