finally, i'm home. so tried. gonna sleep soon. my dad's gone crazy. he's coming up with this "no com after 10" rule, and it sure rocks my ass. lyke wth, wad are holidays for? but he allows us to only use the com later, on saturdays. oh dawg. and he was lyke lecturing me while sending me to skool, abt how important it is to have at least 7-8 hrs of slp. blah blah. and i was lyke, "yup. i know tt. tt's why even when i use the com way late in the night, i get up late in the morning too. so i still get my 8 hrs of slp. but anyway, i slp at least 10hrs."

and my dad got rather irritated. bella shall be guai and obedient. and my dad is lame. he said, "on weekdays, you go to slp str8 after 10 and i'll use the net to read my newspapers." this is probably lyke the lamest thing i've heard frm my dad. he asked me whether i wanted to be a business women when i grow up. and i was lyke, "no! i'm nv interested with transactions and accounts. but i'm much more interested in media." hahahha. den i told my dad, "actually, being a undertaker is quite good also. cos everyone dies. or maybe a mortician." and i think my dad got quite shocked, but also rather amused by wad i said. ha! den my dad said, "yah! its true. dun tell me you wan to be one? you gotta have alot of guts."

had a realli crazy idea while on my way to my grandma's house. anyone up for a cemetry walk. cemetry as in christian cemetry. bring along a cam, and jus snap snap snap. are you guys thinking tt i'm sick. no, i'm not. but realli, i thinks its gonna be realli fun. i'm not sadictic. christianity preaches tt everyone goes to heaven after death. so i dun think there's much to be afraid of.

death = beginning of eternity

to shan: cool abt the idea? lets go and snap, snap, snap. go there act photographer.