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Sunday, July 04, 2004
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woohoo
jus some updates:
on wood legs :
i ran again yesterday. wah. shiong. my legs are super sore. met adele, supposed to run together but cos she was pretty shacked out fm running to mi place (hehe i demanded...) and her 4 days of running prior to that so we only shared bout 15 min of running together. which has not much pt realli cos i dun tok when i run (who does?!). did some speed running and upslope. hehe. happy! and after running i'm seldom hungry. sorta upsets mi stomach and make the food go up mi oesophagus so i feel full all e time.
there's running again tomorrow but it's interval training. groan. i hate dat. kills stamina (i think).
on tori!!!!:
went out today and got my tori amos : strange little girl album. oh my goodness, i jus realised the cd shop at taka (with boxing and bball constantly on the display tv) has alot of her albums : which i would have to run to many diff shops to collect all. HAPPY! and there's a live one for the RAINN concert! wat a gem. must get one a week. sth to look forward to. (RAINN is a Protect-women-against-rape-and-abuse kinda organisation TORI founded after her rape incident. isn't she the best?)
o,it was traumatic. had to delete A Case Of You and Hey Jupiter (Unplugged) (leaving my cd version one tho. :P) from my MP3 player to make sure i had enuf space for her new album. its like having to kill my babies to let the others survive. groan.
on writing:
for reasons known to some, i was hugely inspired today and wrote bout a page n half of well...random thoughts. good start. FINALLY.
on MY PARENTS:
i had the most hilarious sunday family dinner today. SO many funny little scenarios happen i have to share. at least i think they're funny.
Scenario 1 :
(radio was playing the usual old chinese songs which the two drunken adults will sing along with. quite a din. but i enjoy old songs so it's okay)
Mom : lalallallaa....(singing along happily)
Dad : SEE! U should sing like that all the time!
Mom : Wat la.
Dad : U always diao4 shang3 zi4 (hang ur throat) at ktv and u sound terrible.
Mom : I DUN CARE (in super high pitched tone) I'm NOT A SINGER.
Dad : U see...ur problem is u always ....
Mom : SHH SHH.. i know my problem. (waves her hand wildly in a music conductor fashion) LET ME SAY MY OWN PROBLEM (announces). I... CANNOT GRAB THE KEY! I AM WU3 YIN1 BU4 QUAN2 (tone deaf or the likes) AND I DUN CARE! (proudly) COS I AM NOT A SINGER!
Dad and i roll our eyes.
Mom : wah. but luckily i cannot sing. better.
Dad : (crooked brows)
Mom : otherwise i can COOK. i can DANCE. i can BAKE. WAH!!! (roars in laughter) (whispers excitedly) eh i tell u ar...my friends always introduce me as Cai2 Nu3 to my dance instructor lei (which means Female Talent) . AIYO SO PAI SEH (in the act-pai-seh way)!!
Dad turns around, reaches for a bottle of wine from behind and mocks knocking her head with the bottle with a cannot-stand-it look. hahha~
sick. hahah.
Scenario 2 :
(when both were getting really quite drunk. oh sundays....)
Dad reaches for mom's hair. I KNOW wat this means.
Dad grabs a handful of hair with EACH hand. I cringe.
Mom starts making really funny sounds! haha. like an actor in mock pain.
it went... "Oh. Oh. Oh. "
Dad tugs at it! (gritting his teeth and in mock anger)
1st tug : Oh. Oh. Oh.
2nd tug : Owwwwwww (long and draggy and fake)
3rd tug : (smiling drunkedly to herself) owwww...(softly)
4th tug : Ey. Tong4 de4 leh. (oi pain okay?)
Wahhaha. i almost laugh until i cry cos her ow's were so fake and were like ow. ow.
its not marital abuse. dun worry. :)
Scenario 3 :
We were discussing abt wat a relationship did to my brother , how it made him such a softie and all romantic and gross. haha. then my mom says:
Mom : aiya, this is LOVE (in a french kua zhang way) When u're in LOVE u're like that! U are not in LUVVVVVV so u dunno.
Dad keeps quiet.
Me : (teasingly) so was dad like dat when u were younger? (evil smile to dad)
Dad : (quickly sits up) OF COURSE. (in super melodrama way) I WROTE BLOOD LETTERS! (mocks biting his fingers) I ZHUANG4 QIANG4 (throw himself at the wall) OF COS I WAS LIKE THAT!! (makes weird noises like moans)
Mom : (exasperated look)
haha i love mi parents. super cute and hilarious. esp on sundays. i shld tape it down for every1 some time. now dad's fetching me back. they DO rock!
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