Thursday, February 26, 2009
i think i attract a whole lot of trouble.like today. a total mess. a total recipe for disaster.1. nearly late. had to run after the bus.2. during PE, circuit training, i placed my spectacles into my pocket and found that i accidentally broke it when doing crunches.3. so i had to go to the general office where mr cuthbert was nice enough to screw it back for me :)4. screwed up A-maths test. goner. i can't believe i forgot differentiation quotient rule. bloody he-er, dang.5. got a sharp, painful paper cut by chem worksheet.6. there's a wound near my nail.7. at home, while i was making my way to the kitchen, my foot caught the edge of the bed and i tripped.8. nearly sprained my ankle and i knocked my knuckles.9. while walking back to my room, my guitar case stubbed my toe.10. lost my thumbdrive.11. at least, i thought it was lost, until i realised that it was inside my pencilcase in front of me all along. (which made me lose 30 precious minutes hunting for it.)12. i have no time to paint today. only draw. this is so... depressing.13. i was designing, and i got an idea, so happily i stood up ("Eurieka!" or whatever that Greek exclam thing is), and my head hit my table lamp, causing it to topple.14. and lastly, somehow, i just got entangled with wires.don't ask.and it all happened at Trashy Thursday.on the side note, i accompanied cuth and pc to shop for grace's birthday present.she's turning sweet 16 tomorrow!! whoo. that's fast.and i'm bored. so i'm surfing the net, looking at cat pictures, and at the same time, reading exercise tips because i need to tone up.i can already see results.at mos burger, pc was startled because he saw that my arms are muscled. as in, really. biceps. but not so visible and huge like a guy's one. but a strong healthy- girly one.get what i mean?i told my mom about it, she said yeah, she could see the muscles. i sort of freaked out. i mean, 20 push ups a day and this?here's what she said.mum: "and what's wrong with having..."me:"toned arms, you mean?"mum:"pauline. you're slim. and with toned arms, you can be sexy like Angelina Jolie, am i right?"that is, if i also tone my legs. my stomach's good. thanks to pc, i get the motivation to do crunches, curl-ups and all those abdominal exercises.jayson(my bro):"who's Angelina Jolie?"please excuse him. he is 9 years old.mum:"oh honey. in the future, you'll marry her daughter."i think she wanted to add "and have pretty babies." trust me, the idea is very far-fetched.me:"and the age difference would be...6 years."mum:"what's wrong with that?"sigh. now i know how fantasy-oriented dreaming is passed down in the family. i think me and my sister are infected. haha, thanks to my mom.
Stuffs I painted @ 9:04 PM
