Child's Play

Oddly, in weird order, with me always starting off feeling ANNOYED and a bit ANGRY and then AWFULLY happy later on. Good things do ALWAYS happen to people like me. Sniff. I must be a really good person. Am i right?! AM I RIGHT?!? *sniff sniff*

well, I LOVE YOU TOO! whoever you are~

*grins like a mad monkey. do mad monkeys' grin? i suspect so as normal monkeys just sit around looking dumb their mouth in and 'O' shape. SORRY WEI JIAN. ohohoho~*

Mom brought me to go and make spectacles today as i requested for it. She asked me if i had been wearing my contacts... which... i havent. *ahem for quite a VERY long time now* (in my defence... i do wear... occasionally. OCCASIONALLY. rarely. er.. yea) so she gave me this LONG LECTURE about

and how i should always wear my contacts. but school hours + lonely library time adds up to 10 hours a day of COLLEGE. and contacts max time = 8 hours. ZOMG. ZOMG. ZOMG. do you see my dilemma?! I DID think about wearing contacts to college i DID! im not THAT irresponsible. =( so yeaaaah i left the car feeling RATHER ANNOYED as mom wouldnt stop nagging and all. *bleh* went to the shop like a grouchy grinch on christmas eve, eyeing all the specs seeing the fella give me lousy recommendations. LIKE HELLO!??! IT WAS SO UGLY.

to me.

and then i saw it. i saw IT. I SAW IT. light shone upon this pair of specs and i knew... I KNEW IT WAS MEANT TO BE. *yeah right* Mom didnt like it at first, but we all know limay style needs some warming up to. And mom soon thought HEY ITS NICE! *nods head* i know. When have i ever gone wrong? *beams* oh i do pride myself.

so my spirit soared. and i went in the check my eyesight. *uh-oh* and the lady was asking me how much my power was. i said 100+ (it was 75 adn 125 i think either that or 125 and 175) and my mom insisted 'NOW 200 ALREADY LAAAA' *groans* after i checked my eyesight in the BLACKROOM (which has NEW EQUIPMENT by the way, THEY DONT USE THE GLASSES THINGY ANYMORE) the lady said...

she said...

wait for it.

and there i was sitting there thinking, NO SERIOUSLY. how low can it get?!! and she said... 25. on both sides. 25. THATS TWENTY FIVE. did you catch me that time?! TWENTY FIIIIVE!!!! ZOMG I WAS LIKE ON THE CLOUDS, RUNNING ON THEM, LYING ON IT FEELING ITS PUFFYNESS AND ZOMG - IS THAT THE LIGHT?!?!

i was so glad i kept exclaiming to my mom. TWENTY FIVE. oh right, then my piano teacher called and told me she was waiting at my house.

Im sorry i forgot about class. really. i AM. its just, its been a LONG DAY at college and im just so tired and my brain just automatically thinks 'okay home. home at long last. work and sleep. end of day. YAY.' i always forget. ALWAYS. SIIIGGHH.. oh and it doesnt help that the day has been changed from wed to mon. so yeah. and me disliking piano really does help me forget too. Its like accounts. Remember my post on accounts?! exactly like that. Like theres this site where you dump the information away.

so mom was disappointed. and she kept on nagging. not even my high spirits of TWENTY FRIKKIN FIVE could keep me happy. i felt really guilty and all and apologised shit loads of times to my teacher as she said she'd replace the class next week instead. OOPPPS. *when oops just doesnt cut it. sigh* then my mom went,

In that irritating RAISE-HER-VOICE-IM-PARENTING-YOU way and i just felt so ANNOYED. WHEN HAS IT EVER BEEN ABOUT MY INTEREST. I started playing again like 5 years ago because she FORCED me to. and my memory is SO FRIKKING clear, i remember it as the back of my hand. brown. thin. yeah. i even remember CRYING saying i REFUSED TO PICK IT UP AGAIN.

In the end i still HAD TO PICK IT UP AGAIN DIDNT I. but i knew the way of life. OH YES I DID. Shit happens. Shit happens every single day, BUT WE LIVE WITH IT! see? i knew that! oh and i knew complaining wouldnt help nobody. so i put up with it, i played the piano. I didnt practice. I DIDNT LIKE IT AND YOU EXPECT ME TO REMEMBER TO PRACTICE?!?!

at first it wasnt too bad. Because i was just playing pieces that i choose and i like. So i did practice occasionally when i felt like it. and then dad went 'IF YOU'RE NOT SITTING FOR EXAMS THEN WHY TAKE PIANO.' and i went 'NOOOO I DONT WANT TO TAKE THE EXAMS' and i think i cried again. (YEAH I CRY EASILY, so what.) but did that stop him?!

so there i was. doing something i didnt like EVEN MORE. but i practiced when the exams were near. i DID. i gave it that much. and IM SORRY i dont give more. BUT I JUST DONT REMEMBER nor do i ENJOY IT AT ALL.

really. when she posed that question to me. the whole ARE YOU EVEN INTERESTED question. i kept queit. i knew she was mad. heck, she had the right to be mad. SHE DOESNT EVEN REMEMBER she forced me. Shes excused. Fine. Fine. i kept quiet and held it in. Its okay right. ITS OKAY. and then she went on and complained to dad. and i couldnt tahan anymore as she started THREATENING ME. YOU DONT PRACTICE THEN STOP LAH!

I have been waiting for this day. *sniff* ALL THIS TIME. THANK YOU SOMEONE UP THERE WHO LOVES ME!!! *grins* so yeah, i am like damn happy again. though im sure they're not going to let me stop like that. im not sure. I SURE DO HOPE NO TROUBLE later on. no change of parents mind. because AS YOU CAN TELL. it happens so very often.

well then i applaud you.

Remember last year during THE FIRST DAY OF SPM my thing came =____=" yeah remmeber how i said i HAD A FEELING it was going to come but thought 'naaah'. well, this morning i HAD A FEELING again. and this time i thought 'better be prepared than sorry' so i just put one on laaaa... and like around 11am nothing came. and i felt rather stupid. know what i mean? REALLY STUPID.

like. STUPID FEELING.

then it came! gasp! AGAIN! WITH THE PSYCHIC ABILITY! AGAAAIN! i really do amaze me sometimes. ohohohoh~

mixed feelings. Im so happy.

so that was my three things. and today was a great day!! hungry day. but GREAT DAY NONETHELESS. DAMN YOU LITTLE TAIWAN WHICH GIVES DAMN LITTLE WAN TAN MEEEEEEEE. *hungry hungry*