Mum : bla bla bla..( * Chinese word for bitch ) like you..bla bla..awful clothes..bla bla..inviting rape, useless daughter..no future..bla bla..

Me : Like, whatever..

* i'm not even listening, i'm watching a music video..

Hey, isn't that a lil harsh, u may ask?

         Well, think again. Which mother compares her own daughter to a prostitute anyway? Not to mention screaming and swearing in all languages.. ( at me, who else! )

         All that, and worse, just because i wanted to go hiking with my friend tomorrow! In moments like this, i really wish i was back in KL..!! ( Then again, nothing great waiting for me over there either.. )

         Thing i hate the most is, she keeps bringing up that stupid letter i wrote to her and my dad during this camp i attended last year.. ( we were asked to write what we really feel after several days at camp, and that kinda sentimental stuff) In between cursing at me, she keeps mentioning that bloody letter! ( Just cause i wrote how much i cared for them, and how sorry i was for being such a bitch at home.. )

         It was just a momentary slip up okay? (Damned atmosphere at camp must've softened me up, i didn't even want to write the stupid letter in the first place!!  ) All i intended to do was put the empty paper into the envelope, and give it to the facilitators, who'd then mail it to our parents.

         Unfrotunately, curiosity got the better of me, so i had to take a peek at what the others were doing.

*  In this case, "curiosity did not kill the cat", it made the cat write a letter she later regretted writing, and then it dug the cat's grave and pushed her into it..  (Hehe, try saying that last sentence very quickly..! )

         Anyway, to my utmost horror, i saw that most of them already had tears leaking out ( the letter-writing only started 5 minutes ago!  ), while a few guys were actually sniffling into tissues! Like, huh??

         Well, being the very unsentimental, unemotional, insensitive bitch that i was, i decided to give the letter-thingie a shot..

(After all, worst that could happen would be me laughing hysterically at the crap i wrote, then ripping the paper apart, right? )

WRONG..! SO DAMNED WRONG..!!

         In the end, i joined the throng of weeping people, and ended up asking for a tissue as well..! Hmph, so much for not crying..!  

         Speaking of which, my nose (which got banged during camp * tears..) has begun throbbing again yesterday.. ( By now, its agony to touch the bridge of my nose.. )

         Its been almost a month since the accident, what if that idiot who banged me fractured something in there?? Grr, medical advice anyone?

         Oh dear, i didn't intend to blog all those depressing thoughts down.. It was supposed to be a happy post, one bout how Chinese New Year has expanded my stomach (again) , an interesting lunch at Sunway Pyramid with a cool girl who's also a great listener, the Chinese New Year party at my house a few nights ago, and a few other happy thoughts..

         Right, i'll try to salvage what's left of this post..   ( Special thanks to the guy who called jus now and cheered me up immensely! )

Ahem.. the Chinese New Year Party..  ( at my house )

A huge round of THANK YOU's to all who came and made the party come alive, and made it till the end still alive.. ( erm, hopefully it was as fun for all of you as it was for me ), and especially to.. :

SEE JU VERN-  Thanks for coming early, getting the drinks ready, lending me your digital camera, and making conversation with those who felt a lil left out while i rushed around playing hostess..!

Pei Shan- Thanks for the delicious cookies and oranges you brought!

Shia Tsan- Muax, thanks for helpin me clear up the orange juice spills..!

SHALINNI GUNENDRAN- Thank you so much for calming down the extremely neurotic hostess just before everyone arrived..

( God only knows what would've happened if i had lost my head completely and went round greeting everyone with a "MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!" greeting..  )

Hehe, it was my first time organizing an impromptu party in my house.. Thoughts running through my head just before people started arriving?

10 minutes before the the crowd decended onto my house..

---> Shit, what happens if nobody shows up?? ( Damn embarrassing right, if you call everyone and no one turns up? )

5 minutes later..

---> Oops, what if too many people show up, and i don't have enough cookies?? (i was actually halfway running to the door, intending to buy more food when one of my friends' called and screamed that i had enough food to feed an entire army..  )

Less than a second later..

---> What am i gonna do with all these people??  Oh no, what if they just sit there all night, staring at me in an awkward silence??

---> Oh wait, what if they're too noisy instead, and if the guys start playing football and break something??

.........

        ( Well, the party wasn't really as nerve-racking as i thought it would be, probably because most of them knew each other anyway, with the exception of a few people.. )

         Altogether, i'd say it was an okay party..  Oh, ,and a huge thanks to those who came, whom i forgot to mention their names above.. ( Really sorry, cause my memory's pretty bad.. )

         Oh wow, its 3am as usual.. Guess i'll go eat some cookies, then watch a movie before sleeping..  Night!

Recently editted: * For a detailed account of the party,  please visit shalinni's blog, www.imagesofme.blogdrive.com..

Hehe, this was my favourite sentence from her latest post:

" Christine was telling the story of me getting my navel pierced and when she reached the part where the blood oozes out and Setinna asks what horror movie she was describing "