Things Kids Say and Do...

this blog today is just about the funny things that we used to do as kids and basically what kids do when they haven't been exposed to the evil evil world. where boys can get girl germs and girls think boys have cooties :P

Story Number 1 :

Daddy was from a moderate family and it was the early 60s. he had just started his first day at school and he bravely marched to school with his elder brothers. sitting down smartly, he told himself he was a big boy and could take care of himself, which of course he did. it was also a good thing that school was just behind home so he could go home real quick when he was done. finally, after a couple of hours sitting at his little wooden desk, the bell rang and all the kids got up to rush out to play. now, my dear daddy didn't go to kindergarten before and was very unfamiliar with the whole school thing. so picking up his little bag, he marched on home. walking into the kitchen, he saw my grandmother cooking.

"hi mamma"
"son, what are you doing here? school finished early?" my grandma looked up at dad with a confused look. where were her elder boys. and she was pretty sure that school wasn't out for a few more hours.

it then dawned to my daddy that the bell had rung, not for going home, but for recess. so like the little soldier he was, he picked up his little bag, marched back to school, and slid into his seat, just as the bell for the end of recess rang.

when my father told us that story, we all started laughing our heads off. dad looked around rather sheepishly, but i think dad turned out pretty ok for a guy that walked home during recess on his first day of school... hahah!

Story Number 2:

Now, I'm the type of girl that can never remember when i should be having my period. yes, stating this may be crude to some of you out there, so screw you. hahah! anyhow, i was starting it and i was sadly, travelling in the car. so i announced to my parents i thought i was having period. now, my youngest brother, Egbert, aged 9, not familiar with the female anatomy asked me what period was.

"zhe zhe, what's period?"
"it's something that makes me have a really bad stomach ache,"
"like needing to do number 2 real bad?"
"yeah, something like that,"
"oh, ok. i think i'm having period too, then..."

it made me laugh at the time, which i think he'll sorely regret saying so some 3 - 4 years down the road. hahah!

Story Number 3:

Scenario: dinner time and everyone is chatting happily at the table

Bert : zhe zhe, what's playboy?

*conversation ceases. all eyes swing to the youngest child and me. my parents wait with abated breath wondering how i'd explain it.*

Me : It's a... it's a... er, why do you ask?
Bert : cos i saw it just now...
Me : Ok... where did you see it?
Bert : oh, a man in the lift had it. remember daddy?

*dad looks freaked out, like "don't look at me!"*

Des : yeah, like dad'll say anything about that (dad glares at des)
Mum: hmm... i've never actually seen one of those... (almost wistfully)
Me : wait, didn't uncle @+_*& bring some back from US?
Mum: oh, those? your grandpa took them and hid them once he saw them. i bet if you rummage through his cupboard, it's still there...

Me : Wait, Bert, where did you see this Playboy? was it a magazine?
Bert : No... it was on his shirt!

i think that boy's the death of me! i swear!

Myriad of Events... A rollerscoaster life...

life in a nutshell:
UNPREDICTABLE!!!!

No, really. looking back, i would not have thought i would have to move back to my home come the end of the year. looking back, i would never thought that i would have a "fairy tale" relationship with a wonderful guy (albeit, he ain't a prince, but i preferred the knights better) who is really, in more ways than one, a knight in not-so-shiny armour. hahah! did i mention he has a dark green, roaring, stead?

who would have thought my brother would be joining me in monash? who would have forseen that uni has just flown by? next year, i'll be entering my third year. next year, will be the last year of my undergrad uni life (not including honours). next year, will be one of the last years i have with the friends i've made in uni. wonder what it'll be like...

did i mention that i have put the kitten in PAWS already? i was really sad that day. but i haven't gone back to see her since. haven't had the time. i think she should be eligible for adoption by now. hopefully she gets a good home. she's so used to human interaction that she'll fit in immediately. the pic to the right is one of the pictures i took of her before we left for PAWS. she's beautiful isn't she? a bit fiesty but loving. by the way, in this pic, she's playing with her tail. she likes snuggling up when taking her naps. she loves chicken sausages with cheese! and is really smart! :)

exams nest week. headache le. time is flying by waaaay too fast for my liking. ah well, i think 10 years down the road, i'll be looking back and thinking how time has flown. i should be married (i hope) and expecting a child if now having one. hahah! then again, life is just too unpredictable...

Sad... sigh...

my roommate took a kitten back to my room a couple of months back. now, the hostel management has caught wind of the kitten staying there. they want to throw the poor thing out... honestly, i'm feeling down right miserable cos i really care about that kitten... sigh! i was just thinking of me having to put the kitten in PAWS... she'll be safe there... but will she remember me and my roomie? will she feel betrayed cos we 'abandoned' her?

i'm also feeling pretty peeved at my stupid roommate. this problem would never have happened if she had just left the kitten with it's mum... stupid stupid stupid... honestly, this is unnecessary stress for me la... sigh! i don't think she could give a shit about the kitten. when i told her about the hostel wanting to throw the kitten out, she didn't give much a reaction. i couldn't hear any sadness in her voice... "i think better if i give her away also la. she's very lonely in the room i think..." WTF?!?! i mean like, here i am, feeling so sad that the kitten wouldn't be the first thing i see on entering my room, that i won't have an adorable ball of fur to cuddle with when i nap in the afternoon. she couldn't give a rat's ass about the kitten...

proof? fine, just the other day, she lost her keys... and i so happened to have gone home that day. so for the whole day, poor kitty had nothing to eat but the little bit of cat food and 1 and a half sausage i fed her from earlier... for a freaking whole day!!! that's so irresponsible. she could have told the hostel people that she left her keys in the room then borrowed the spare, then go back to the management room to return the spares... like really wtf... sigh! another example... if we have classes from 9 - 5 in uni, she just comes in at 12 to feed the cat, then leaves, or sometimes, doesn't at all... she's an irresponsible owner... i don't know if she does that because she knows i come in during lunch to have my meals in the room then feed the kitten at the same time or what la... but why la...

in a way, having to give the kitten away is good for her, but then sigh... my classmate had wanted to adopt the whole family when we first found the kittens... it was a family of two kittens, and the mum. but my roommate just had to go take the kitten away... grr... now the kitten has to go to a animal rescue... aiyah... don't know what to think la. maybe it was my wrong to not tell her the inhumane conditions she had given to the kitten when we kept her... i really don't know la.

i'm just going to sit here tonight, waiting for confirmations from anyone if they want the kitten. :( sadly, i can't hold onto the kitten for very long... or i would, to try find a good home for her...