i think moms are bizarre things... my mom must be the queerest...
some nights ago... she lamented about how detached i had become...
because i do not sleep in her room at night as opposed to my sister...
and when i sleep on her bed... she rails and rants that i flail about like a fish when i am asleep...
this mornin as i stepped out of the house... she started makin an absurd fuss over how i am out nearly everyday...
to placate her... i arrived home early tonight... and lo and behold... she could not stop bitchin me...
she bitched about my untidy room... by her standards... an untidy room consisted of a nicely arranged bed with two lingerie sprawled on the bed...
of course... maybe i should not have dragged two sets of lingerie bein an owner of one set of boobs... still... they are just two innocuous bras... one pink one black... give me a break la mommy...
seriously... everythin is plain to see... my mom gets on my back and i get on hers... i cannot fathom the reason she wants me at home... does more friction mean anythin to you mom... wtf...

today... i met nelly at his place... upon arrival at nelly's place... i saw ah gong and nelly seated on the dinin table... what amused me was the similarity i saw...
the same beadin-with-sweat-forehead and furrowed eyebrows... they were playin chess... *laughs*
oh then there was a really adorable kitty which was loiterin outside nelly's house... purrin and lookin sad and hungry...
the both of us *aWwWed*... and bought some cat food for it...
after that we went for a swim because the sun was too delicious to miss...
we met nelly's army friend avan wearin an all-too-hot yellow swimwear... *laughs*
and i am too lazy to blog about the rest...