my mum came home last night at around 10pm. din talk to her much. then today, when i came down for breakfast. she started nagging. and nagging. and nagging. and nagged at me e whole day. i played computer and she nagged at me. she nagged at me about church. she nagged at me about not making my bed. she nagged at me for cycling to e hawker centre to buy food instead of taking e bus just to save a mere 90c. she nagged at me for eating e chocolate egg she bought back. she nagged at me for not washing e cups in e sink. she nagged at me for not helping around e house. wat a nag!!! and my mum's so pretend-holy. i wish she had run off to become a nun.

i'm hungry. i ate one whole pomelo this morning and i'm still so hungry. i want to eat fudge brownies.

i want my mummy.

hmm. matchbox twenty's "mad season" is perfect for irritated, discontent ppl.

Gary Larson's "the far side" is fantastic, surrealistic, idealistic and a totally satiristic (if there's such a word).

Gary Larson's "the far side" is nice.

i'm currently hooked onto sherlock holmes (e complete volume). 37 stories plus one full novel, the hound of the baskervilles. btw, i read Gary Larson's "There's a hair in my dirt" and i find it really, really good. it really put things into perspective. so for all those interfering, big-nosed,muddlesome, pang-sai-headed ppl out there, dun be offended. i think my cousin is one of em. "we all may love nature, but that doesn't mean we understand it." i was kinda angry w e super-duper-gazooper-infector Esther Mok, for causing so much trouble (although she wasn't e only index case) but when i read streats and some columnist said smthg about how some ppl online were calling those 3 ppl "sluts" and "bio-chemical bombs". then i felt really bad. she didn't ask to be infected. and no one really enjoys infecting a whole load of ppl and then have his/her family members dead or in critical condition. ppl are out there dying and tt giant, complete, irritating, pang-sai-headed prat of a girl, tt 12 year old rachel something wrote to streats complaining about e june holidays being taken away. shallow, superficial, typical, egg-headed, mugger-headed, pang-sai-headed singaporean, who cares only about exams, tests, marks and e holidays. sometimes i feel like slapping some ppl who are so kiasu, it gets on my nerves. singaporeans aim one day to be e smartest, most acaemically-gifted in e world. they might very well acheive tt, but not before becoming e most competitive, nasty and kiasu nation on the face of the earth.

watched fear factor yesterday. honestly din think e alligator tank was scary enough. (probably because i watched some alligator show on earthvisions just before, and boy, was tt Nigel marven guy brave.) 1)alligators too small. 2)they probably fed those alligators anyway. 3)they were probably docile females (as opposed to nesting mothers and intimidating bulls) 4)it would have been much better if it was a shark tank or a cobra den. and e food challenge wasn't so good because: 1) there were way too few cockroaches 2) there shld have been a candy table full of chocolate, sweets, cola, etc. e guy would have been as happy as hell but would have been beaten up by e rest of e guys after e eating challenge. 3) e cockroaches wern't big enough or juicy enough 4)bull testicle?! cow brain?! can't anyone give those bovines a break? first, they molest them to get milk. then they chop em up to get meat. then they take their skin to make shoes and couches or whatever. then they disgrace them by chopping their skulls open and cutting of the animal's testicle. how humiliating. humans arn't as humane as they shld be.

i'm on to rambling mode again. because i dunno wat to type. mebbe i shld lay off blogging for a while.

i feel like going out later. my dad just gave me some money, so mebbe i'm going to splurge all of it on something nice. i noe i shldn't be spending so much money wat with this and that, but i'm really bored and have nothing else to do so too bad. my plans to go to e zoo have been trashed long ago, so i dun think i can go e zoo until mebbe end of year or something. i dun think going to e zoo is retarded. and i seriously dun think i can catch SARS there because all e kids won't be going there cos their mumsies and daddies will make sure they dun turn up there either. anyway, children's world is fun and i haven't jumped on e nets for so long. i'm too tall, anyway (yipee!) but i dun think they put security guards there to make sure i can't slip past. i dun think it's wise to put e height limit, because all e shorties are mostly kids who are too terrified to go on e nets. and e ones who really want to can't because mr cardboard barty is telling us we're too tall to go in.