Wednesday, October 12, 2005
I am a Daddy's GirlYeah totally... I really dunno wad will I do without my dad. He always has us as his topmost priority, being our chauffeur everywhere. And when I say everywhere, I mean literally, everywhere. I just reached my aunt's hostel, and it's 12.30am now. Of course, my dad drove me here. And I feel so bad for making me drive me here at such a late hour, all due to my carelessness.
I could not leave the house earlier cos I needed to wait for my Bahasa proj mate to send me the pictures and music files. And also had to ask for a fren's help to help me edit those sound clips, from an entire song, edit out around half a min of it. Hey Alvin, thanks for your help btw, so sorry you had to go home to help me do this when you should've been staying over in school in preparation for ur camp tmr. Thanks a lot, and my project mate says thanks to you too! Haha...
Ok anw, then we left the house at arnd 11.30pm. I was carrying my heavy schoolbag, within which contained my heavy laptop, the laptop adapter and all the rest. And in another big bag, I have my clothes, my towels, my toiletries etc. And I'm really packed to the brim, literally. Then in the car, I was happily singing along to oldie CDs of my mum in the car, and then my dad asked me, "Which one is lane 3?" We were driving at the centre lane then. Without hesitation, I pointed to our right lane, saying "There!" in a damn smug tone. And immediately my dad laughed at me. Not just normal laughing you know... it's the kind of laughter my brother uses on me when I say something stupid. Dot dot dot. Then my dad told me it's the left lane, and we started discussing about stupid traffic rules in Singapore. And then... when we were quite near to the hostel, I shouted, "Alamak!" I realized I had so many things to bring to my aunt's place I forgot to being my Bahasa text. Only one textbook mah, but apparently I have Bahasa class tmr, as well as Thurs. And actually it's fine, cos I can always lend from a fren who is not in the same class as me. BUT, I slipped my Sociolinguistics group discussion notes inside the Bahasa book. And since I need to complete my part of the essay by tmr, I had to go back to get my book.
And my dad didn't even complain or scold me, he just made a U-Turn and went all the way back home to get my stupid book. My mum was damn shocked to see me open the door instead of my dad. Haha. Well anw in the end I reached this place at 12.30am la, and not surprisingly, kena scolded by my aunt. Man... if I really end up like my this aunt, unmarried, most prob I'll develop her bad temper and lack of compassion, sometimes. I mean, comparing her with my mum and eldest aunt, she's the strict one, always scolding us, and my mum and my eldest aunt will be the ones always pampering us. My mum said before, why is it sometimes it's obvious that our behaviour is not very acceptable, but she still condones it, and in turn get scolded by my this aunt. She said it's because my aunt is not married. Once you're married and have kids, you'll naturally understand. Ah well... I better go brush my teeth and start on my reports now... quietly, in case I wake my aunt up and get scolded for staying up so late.
Edited: I msged my dad "Selamat Malam" before going to brush my teeth just now, And this is what he replied me, "Selamat Malammmmmmm". I mean seriously, which dad plays such sms-ing games with his daughter? Haha...
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* xuan * listened
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