i just realised that my blog is quite easily detected by digusting relatives.
dinner was good but my dad's attitude was a little pissing. He kept ranting on about the past and all the nonsense that glorifies his ego that is just plain hollow talk for this family. quite annoyed so i threw a few subtle side comments which he laughed it off to brush the matter aside. ppft.
while studying king lear, i manage to draw some parallelism of king lear with my dad. or rather, the whole play in a matter of fact. haha. interesting... didnt know shakespeare's work can be applied in reality.
anyway, moving on... haha. i really cant wait for my sloth days. just sloth my day away. wait wait, i tell you what are the contributing factors for the perfect sloth day!!! 1) raining 2) morning 3) really bone-chilling air con 4) nice blanket (silk preferably) haha, sorry jing, your blanket lose. 5) good tv programmes 6) a lot of free time 7) shan shan (:
that sums up a perfect day for me. hee hee. sounds good? yeah yeah?
oh another pissing thing, i think i left my ipod at my cousin's and i just called him and he said he did not see it anywhere. oh fuck, arrgh.
