holy shit.
er. wait, let me rephrase that.
MERRY CHRISTMAS!

ok, now on to the subject proper.
holy shit man.
i just had an UBER weird dream.
Ok. so the ABRSM piano exam was in like a HUGE recital hall.
And i was about to have my exam next.
BLEH.
Then, my mind blanked out.
SHIT.
So, anyway, i went up on stage, then i forgot to tell them my exam piece, so just like improvised some weird stuff. But it sounded ok, twasn't THAT bad. But it was sorta weird, and VERY embarrassing. After i did the exam piece, there was nervous clapping, and some laughter from the crowd. Then i forgot what.

I think i got very embarrassed (DUH) and then ran off to find my friend, which just started ROFL-ing. Then after awhile, the announcer, who was suppossed to be some famous dude, got me (apparently cause i was most memorable?!) and some randomer to go up on stage to do miming to his poem/song (i forgot) and then idk, but it rhymed. haha.

Then my pants frayed and got caught up in stage, which had a few bits of chipped wood, so they got stuck. And after thats i went around stage and tried to get those bits of frayed jeans out. (yes, i know jeans don't fray in that way in RL)

Then, the guy said, that i just released an album with a firend? Then made us sing (wtf) then my voice went hoarse cause i had a sore throat.

Time to give up that dream of being a famous guitarist =/

Weird dream eh?

anyway, HOHOHO, merry christmas. (and a happy new year) :D

my fam sucks. so many empty promises. this is on of the worst christmas' ever.

as of late, my com has been immensely screwy.
Can't go on MSN cause of some bloody error that won't fix, and i can't login to so many sites because of "security issues" (laptop's BS is acting up again...)

I've so far, been holed up at home, and with the immense boredom, i have taken to fancy "The Little Nonya". Now, don't slag me off for this! It is really interesting, learning about the peranakan culture (maybe more interesting than the peranakan museum even.. (DUH)) I wonder if real life peranakan culture is that cruel (as like in the show) because i remember when going to Malacca (root of all peranakan-ness, i think) we went to some shophouse museums and they kinda freaked me out. Servants had their own sleeping rooms, had to prepare elaborate feasts, were always inferior, etc. I just thought for a second, then brushed it off.

Now, what if it was still the era of the 1930s? Well, alike that anyway.. What if i was a servant? Would i be constantly chastised, scolded etc? And if i was some master, hope i wouldn't be some evil ass shit then.

Then again, when i get bored in front of the telly, whilst watching, i sometimes mute the sound, and make my own stupid sound effects so that it makes it funnier, or something, or when there's a baddie. Like making fart sounds, doing synopsis-es in weird voices etc.

Ok, but tbh the show is kinda preposterous. Like the same woman acting as Juxiang, and um YueNiang and her mom?! I mean that is really laughable, but oh well. I wish there were more complex characters, not simply just the good is good, bad is bad, etc. I think the woman who's that Pierre Png's wife is an interesting character than could be expanded a lot more in terms of her emotions, POV, etc. Oh well.
I'm rambling on.

Oh, the help (auntie) left to visit her fam for 3 weeks. I'm mostly in charge of the house and dog and bro when dad and mom are working now. It's tough work. I think i'm becoming an OK cook. The other day i made french onion soup, and chocolate mousse and scones. I'm thinking of making ratatouille soon. Hah. Hope i don't make too much of a mess.

Wow, i sound like a really shit old, senile person, man. CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP.
Oh yeah. When going to get clothes today (mom had 40% off at esprit) and getting jeans, i was commenting on how the jeans i was trying was sticking to my legs (hate that) so i mused out loud and said "wow i feel like a fat chicken wrapped in cling foil", then thought it was funny, and laughed. Then i think i musta freaked the people outside, waiting for the changing rooms.

Oh yeah. I picked up a wallet the other day, with a man's IC and credit cards. His plight was really pitiful. He got pushed down from the 2nd to 1st floor of the bus by accident(apparently someone stood up and was pushing his way, and made the old man fall)An ambulance came to get him (it was serious) Then, he got pick pocketed of his wallet. He said there was money, but it's lost now, but was still so grateful to me for getting it back for him.. I thought it was nice. But his plight... I was almost shy to accept the chocolates from him, but he said i must. Luckily his wallet contained HP numbers. If not...
Oh well. what evil people there are now......


anyway... Don't parents have the natural knack to get on your nerves sometimes?
Just a general comment.

Wow. My life is really boring.