As limz just reminded me.. there WAS another joke i missed out...
as i was leaving... limz told me that this would probably be the last time we meet before she left.. *sniff* oh man.. was quite gutted actually.. sigh.. when would be the next time we meet... next year this time? most likely actually :( sigh.... but anyway.. i was like damn girl.. and gave her a hug...
then bert was like why you cry over her.. it's not worth it! (meanie! haha) he was like.. cry over me instead... you love me! i'm your grandson!
then proceeded to turn to aaron and said... don't worry.. it's different...
*rolls eyes*
got a shelling from mum again.. saying how i have family responsibilities and i should be at home more often.. i guess i really should... been working then meeting with friends every night... haven't been home for dinner at all... sigh.. i guess mum had a right to be pissed.. and oh well.. this sort of makes me long for glasgow... where i can live my life the way i want it.. sure i love my family... but hey.. still i crave a space/place of my own...
interesting fact: out of the 10 sockets under my desk... 6 blew out... and the comp basically DIED... speakers... monitor and all... so erm... had to use the hairdryer to test all the plugs to see which works and which doesn't... hmmm now that i think abt it.. that might have been quite dangerous... but hey... then my bro moved all the plugs to the 4 working plugs.. and took out the rest of the plugs... oh well... hope that's safe and all.. to be safe i've switched off all the plugs under my desk in case of any explosions, sparks etc etc..
like i told nev.. my plan is.. STOP. DROP. ROLL. if anything happens.. and oh well... there's always the shower to hose everything down... just realised we don't have a fire extinguisher...
man i'm morbid tonight.. *shrug* just another blue monday?!
Inscribed @ 4:15 pm
-raison d'être-
Crimson Bisque
Seconded by her friends
Hooked after a few blogs
Doomed to express herself
every now and then
Crimson: red
Bisque: White unglazed porcelein
Crimson bisque:
A little rough around the edges,
rather fragile and stained red by the
change Jesus death and his blood
has brought about in my life
