| Friday, February 13, 2009 |
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dear diary, day one of babysitting the kids seem to be really easy. all i have to do is try my best to drag myself outta bed around o6oo am, wake the kids, make their milo, give them money, walk them down (they assured me just now that it's really not necessary. they usually walk to the bus stop themselves), and plop right back into bliss..... until about 123o, that is, when i gotta drag my ass outta bed (again), shower, and go pick jayson (that's the younger one) from school - 3 stops away. he took care of his own lunch, i took care of mine by way of long john silver near the bus stop, came back watched tv while he automatically showered, locked himself in the study room to do his homework, then snatched the remote from me. ryan (the older one) came home by himself, did his homework, showered, and disappeared opposite to buy stuff with his friend. me, i was happily plopped on the sofa watching tropic thunder with jayson. (it's really damn gross, btw. i never knew jayson had such gory taste. =.=) oh, i washed the dishes and pots and pans cos i didn't really trust the state that they were in - seriously gross. my uncle forgot to wash the rice cooker before he left, so the remains of the rice-soaked pot were STILL there, and i've no bloody idea how long it's been there. days, since jayson can't even remember when was the last time he had homecooked rice. oh did i mention that my uncle doesn't know how to cook? still, gross!!!! the rice stank, btw. like, duhh. cooked macaroni with spag sauce and melted cheese for the kids. i totally didn't realize there's no ingredients AT ALL in the friggie (which i need to remedy soon), hence it was really plain, but wth. not like there's a supermarket anywhere nearby. i am not setting foot into the wet market to buy chicken or fish or whatever. yucks. and anyway, they wanted macaroni - i'm just here to 'serve'. coughs. :P well, dinner over, and tons tons tons of tv (cartoons, cartoons, cartoons, 9pm channel 8 drama, dining with death) later, they finally went to sleep, and i'm freeee!!! yay. am feeling very bored and shut off from the outside world, especially people my age, but what the hell. i think i can get through one week of this...? :X ~  haha. call me slow, but i kinda just realized that johnny knoxville is hott..... what with the aviators, the suits and/or leather jackets....... and is me, or does johnny knoxville look like josh duhamel?? o.O either way, both are HOTT... :D question: rayban aviators or wayfarers? siiighs. i still can't decide. and i'm koping one (or maybe two) pairs of police sunglasses. they were my late grandfather's.... hey, it's police, okay! only thing is, and don't laugh, the design's the old-schooled rectangular cut kinda.. picture a kid drawing two rectangle boxes for maths (models). yuupp. it looks like that. hahahahahahahaha. xP oh, and i sooo want to go shopping! surf shorts, bik, boyshorts and whatever else that's nice. can't decide between blowing majority of the cash on sunnies, jacket or...... sheesh i forgot what's the other. oh well. :(:( |
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Past the point of no return - no backward glances: the games we've played till now are at an end. Past all thought of "if" or "when" - no use resisting: abandon thought, and let the dream descend . . . |
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| I am an eighteen-year-old student currently attending Republic Polytechnic. I enjoy reading, writing, chilling, intelligence, and sarcasm. My goals in life include being a professional slacker, wasting as much of my time, life and intelligence away, sleeping a minimum of 12 hours everyday, being a successful bum, and maybe, possibly, someone you could bring home to meet mom with. |
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