When Too Much Love Means Trouble..

sigh..i tot the last entry for my blog bfore i go over to glasgow will b on the convo on 27th may..but since everyone has ad blog bout it since last week n since i dun haf many pics of myself..i think i'll jus skip the convo thingy..

i just came back from kl on 1st june..and ad i was n still am surrounded wif love..too much perhaps..everyone seems to wan me for themselves..lol..it does sounds as if i'm damn attractive..wat to do..now only left around two days bfore i leave for glasgow for a year..wif someone as talkative as me sure got ppl miss one lar..hehehe..

to show how popular i am at home, i decided to show a few examples..sigh..i worry by tues i ad grown fat like a pig..

scene 1:

main concern: din get the chance to eat all the food before leaving..

solution: cook as much food for me as possible

problem: problem arises when my parents n grandparents are both anxious bout me..how, u may ask..i tell u how..as usual i went to granny's place for dinner..noe-ing i got to leave soon, my granny cooked a lot for me..tat's pretty acceptable..problem occurs when i dun eat much during dinner..reason : i was sick..n still am..wif sore throat, cough n cold..so, no heaty food n spicy food for me..next, when i reach home, my mum went to cook fish for me..apparently, my dad bought some really huge fish..n asked my mum to cook for me..again the problem arises when i dun eat much..reason: i jus had dinner at granny's place..n the fish was fried..in assam flavour..wif my granny's damn hot chilli..since i was pretty full n i was having sore throat, i din eat much..so dad was doing wat he is best at times like this..grumbling..so i explain to him tat i was having sore throat..n i cant eat much cos it's fried n spicy..can never tell him i was kinda full..o else the grumbling will never stop..instead of stop grumbling he told me tat it's ok to eat the fried fish..tat it wont affect my sore throat etc..so in the end i ended up damn full..

scene 2:

main concern: din get the chance to eat all the food before leaving again..

solution: cook as much food for me as possible again..

problem: this time, granny cooked my favourite curry..even though she knew i got sore throat etc..well, being the neno me, how can i missed my favourite curry??so i ate even though i had sore throat..din eat rice though..cos dad told me not too..tonite there's more fish again..this time it's fish head..problem arise when mum discover i was having curry..dad was kinda angry (his feelings started from worry..worry tat i wont get well soon..which ended up to be anger)..angry tat my granny still cooked me curry even when she knew i was sick..but to me cant blame entirely on her..well, anyway, wat i dun get it here is tat: how come i was allowed to eat the fried fish yest n not the curry today??jus bcos it's my dad's wish then it's ok to eat?sigh..sometimes i think love is selfish..only allows wat the ppl u love to do ur way..oh ya..n so my dad's grumbling starts again..

scene 3:

main concern: to stuff all my things into the luggage

solution: help me pack

problem: well, i'm glad that my dad offer to pack for me..which is a rare thing..so i damn appreciate his help..until..trouble comes..well, this time, my parents are quarelling..over how to pack my bag..mum insists tat all shampoo, cleanser, toothpaste etc must b in plastic bags in case they spill..dad insists not to put in plastic bags as it takes up space(acc to him lar..to me i personally feel tat it's much more secure to b in the plastic bags..but noe-ing my dad, u never win him one..esp when u're suffering from sore throat)..so therefore, war happened n pass..i survived wif no injuries..how?well, i escape to upstairs n chat wif bro bout the war below..when i came back downstairs, voila! my bag is packed..n fyi, my dad won the battle (not surprising at all)..so my stuff are pack w/o the plastic bags..gonna repack my stuff tmr when he went to work..scared it really will spill..

well, i'm damn happy tat my family loves me so much..mind u, i'm not complainin..i'm damn grateful, althou some of u may misinterpret my intentions..i'm bloggin bout it cos i'm pretty amused at how silly one can b..esp when they are blinded by love..lol..

I LOVE MY FAMILY...A LOT..

hope no one notices me crying on tues..hehe..gonna bring lots of tissues..oh ya..did i mention my bro was damn sweet to me these days?n missed my sis A LOT..she was gone for a few hours n i missed her ad..dun get me wrong..i missed her cos she was my "free slave" at home..lol..

to all P1/04,

BON VOYAGE..N SEE U SOON..

oh ya..mum made me a lot of lovely stuff..cant wait to use them soon..lol..wont blog till i settled down in glasgow..take care ppl..