Yes!! I can carry my mum down the stairs!! Not only down the stairs but to the dining table too.. without breaking a sweat! Say what you want, give your lousy excuses but I know what I've accomplished!

I've been so bored that I've actually stooped down to the level of chatting with a computer. A computer that is programmed to give almost relevant answers. My 10 year old cousin, Harvey, introduced the computer to me. One thing nice about chatting with the computer is that, the answers it gives are almost completely relevant to the questions you ask it. Though in some cases, it has a brilliant mind of escaping your questions.

Recently, I pissed it off by saying "You're a fucking asshole." Haha. I couldnt stop laughing when it kept on begging me for an apology. After every single statement, it would ask me to apologise, ignoring my statement/question. Its entertaining for awhile but then it starts to get tiring.

Anyways, back to the real world. I know I'm late on the posting. I went to Sri Kl's sport's day on Saturday. Coincidently, I met up with an old friend, Brenda. She looked different that she did during Form 1. I used to be bullied by her during the times when she was still in SSC. Imagine sitting next to her!

Sadly, I had guitar class to attend to. One which I had been missing for the past 4 weeks. Which means, I couldnt stay until the end of the cheerleading performance! The horror! I couldnt even watch the beginning. The cheerleading performance, the most anticipate event I ,err.., anticipate? in any Sports Day.

According to pictures I saw on Brenda's blog, their cheerleaders had a lot more, erm.. how shall I put it..., skills than the cheerleaders in my school. Now, before you people start stabbing me with knives, I'm not dissing my school's cheerleaders, just making a comparison. =D

Oh and a few days ago, I witnessed a Form 1 boy's pants being pulled down. It wouldnt be as big of a deal as it is now if he hadnt reacted like what he did. Upon realising his pants was down, he went "oh fuck" and quickly stumbled (you know how it is when you pants is at your ankles and you try to run) to the nearest empty classroom. On his way, he tripped over his pants and fell down. Even though he fell down, he didnt take any time to stand up again. Instead, he sort of wriggled into the classroom and attempted to pull his pants up again.

It was entertaining in a way. I was laughing my balls off. He was wearing boxers btw.

Last night, I was lying in my bed, lights were already off. Suddenly, I thought to myself, "I forgot to tell my aunt something". I got out of bed and walked in darkness (I could roughly see cos I was already lying in the dark for quite some time) because I was too lazy to turn on the lights. I walked into my aunt's room and told her what I wanted to tell her.

Then, I walked back to my room. I opened the door. Everything seemed so dark (I've been under the light in my aunt's room). Being the lazy me, I refused to turned on the lights. I slowly, small step by small step, walked towards my bed. I got fed up and started to walk a little faster. Just then, I accidently kicked a plastic chair that was in the middle of the room. My toe felt as though it had broken in half.

As if that wasnt enough, tripping over the chair caused me to knock into the cupboard. Then, my shoulders felt another piercing pain. Luckily, I landed on my bed. My bed just saved me from a bruise on my ass! I will never forget you, bed. I love you, bed. You kept a soft spot for me to lie on.

Stupid chair. Stupid cupboard. One day, I'm gonna break the chair in half, just like what it did to my toe. Can't do that to cupboard. Too strong. Dangit.