Anyways, today I decided to wear my cK thing that I bought last week to go out today. When I arrived at the restaurant, my aunt was like, Why are you wearing your mom's shirt? Is this your mom's shirt? How come you took your mom's shirt to wear? And my dad, was like giving me this blank look which was probably reading, where did you get that, shirt. First of all, it's not, a shirt. I don't even know what's it called, it's sweater liked a kinda material but it's not a sweater and definitely, not a shirt. And then I was just telling them, uh no this is mine? My aunt was like, Oh, well it kinda looks - on you. She cut off at what it looked like on me. Seriously, what makes them think it's my mom's?

Well yeah I probably don't wear that kinda things often, it's because I never had one. I could only look at them in magazines going like, ah those nice nice things but really, never got one. Anyway, is it that obvious that it's something that my mom would wear? Honestly, it's not something she would wear because well, it's like this drop off the shoulder thing and it's not even her taste to choose vanilla colour. Actually, they only HAD that colour. So yeah they all just kept giving me blank looks. Really, do I look that, eh like, momish in that thing? Or was it just that I didn't wear something like that ever that they probably thought I stole it from my mom. Uh right, thing is, my dad didn't know it was from cK. Shh. He just asked me where you'd get it from? I was like, oh momma got it for me and he was like, oh. Speaking of that thing, I never had a time to take a shot of it to be uploaded, I finally took one today using the camera on this macbook.

Taadaa! Alright so I was tip-toeing in the picture because the if I didn't, my face would be in the picture which, is not what I want. I just need the picture of the white thing I'm wearing so, yeah I had to tip toe to get half of my face chopped off from the picture and so that the whole white thing could be included in the picture. 

Oh and before dinner, I was just raiding snacks and eating whatever I could find. I was kinda mouth itchy, so yeah I just kept eating and eating. I ate like, a bowl of those ice gem biscuits ( not sure if you ever heard of it ), 3 packets of seaweed, a granola bar kinda bar which tasted, horrid, uh what else. Ah I can't remember but it was nothing that, I would really eat like, that amount. Thank god I have like, genes that I can't grow fat or, god I think I'll be like, oversized by now eating like this everyday. I mean, packets of chips a day, and what, fatty food, drinks, I'll be real fat and ugly if I was not born with my mom's genes. That's a good thing having these genes, :D Get to enjoy food and not having to worry about my weight problem. Funny thing, my granny just hates it, she wants to get fatter and stuff, like stuffing rice into my bowl every dinner. Sad thing, I'll probably stay like that no matter how much rice she's giving me. Even sadder thing, she doesn't see that and she thinks I'm not getting fat because I eat too slow, when that's totally out of the question. Sigh. Oh and I'm thinking of perming my hair too. Like wavy in the top but curly in the bottom of the hair :D Not sure if my parents are going to like, let me do it. I'm guessing my mom's answer, no. Egh, need my hair permed. I need a makeover bad.

12 more days :D ( according to the U.S time ) and, sigh, another what, 48 days here. till christmas. Wonderful. I'm not looking forward to my next year's birthday too by the way. I don't like the idea of growing older. I don't want to hit 20 fast, it's so, OLD. Alright that was random. It must be the monday blues, coming, like soon right now. It's pretty amazing too, how I can actually access internet, still here in my mom's room and my room too. *evil grin*