• August 2008
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And if you don’t believe how bad it’s been I’ll give you a recount.

1. I got up at 8 am this morning because I was so wiped from yesterday when I went to bed at something past midnight.

2.Parents were talking about me again…you know what they say is never good.

3. I have to get to my online class at dad’s office and extra early today to find a last minute picture for my book ad.

4. I just don’t seem to be able to go with mum insisting on making lunch for me tot take.

5. She’s trying to make pasta but she see that there is no pasta sauce. She was sure she saw a jar of it somewhere. Perhap it was a dream? Yup it was. A very realistic dream.

6. Turns it into Chinese-pasta with soy sauce instead.

7. As she scoops it into a plastic container, ouch, she loses hold of the fry pan and burns herself not to mention the chinese-pasta lands splat on the floor.

8. Mum swears (well not really. Just using the swearing kind of voice but not using swear words) and tells me to get toothpaste which she massages onto the burned parts of her leg.

9. She picks up the chinese-pasta and puts it into the container then puts pwater into it then puts it back into the pan to fry again.

10. When it’s all finally done I ask for a parasol (all chinese females use parasols when it’s sunny) but she said she lost her old one so I asked for the new one but she didn’t want to give it to me. In the end I won but with all the arguing I forgot all about my long waited chinese-pasta so I had to go back upstairs again to get it.

 11. Finally I was out the door but now realising how heavy and hard to hold mum’s new parasol was. But I had no choice so I began the long and heavy-winded walk to dad’s office.

12. Upon arriving dad said he didn’t want me to use the air-con because it was the big one and it was a waste. So after my lesson he’s going to close it…and I don’t even have a fan and it’s like 38 degrees Celscius outside!!!

 13. Now I have to write an analitical essay for English.

Jeez, life just can’t get any worse can it? Oh wait, it totally can…

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