but.. thanks to melanie kang(: jolenewong! zhaoey! charmaine! wanting! yuting! pak! my angelic twin! oliver! dawn! yizha! terence! jerrold! marc! mark! keith! cherissa! xinyi! cherissa! sherwin! bryan! yvonneng! grace! nigel! cc! shixuan! grace! qiushui! wanting! may! jialing! xianglong! xianyong! jeremygan! zhengwhye! jj(who called me like at 12 sharp. and i cldnt recognised his voice.hehs) jonCHUAH who called me from overseas(;
okayyyy. icant remember le.

but thanks everyone(:haha. and thanks to my DEAR COUSIN BRENDON who appeared today to keep me alive. HAHA.

okay. maybe i shld just blog abt wad i am so bloody effing pissed about. apparently my relatives celebrated my birthday for me. but my bloody uncle was there and actually went up to my dad to borrow MORE money. wait. did i say borrow. more like demanded for more money from my dad. the reason why i said demanded. and more. its becoz its not the first time. wtf right? he can call my house at like 5 am and wake me up and demand more money from my dad. and yepps. HOW Nice of him huh. and he doesn return. thats why its call. demand for money. and the way he 'request' for it is like 'EH. HOR WA SA QING KOR-(okay. i dunno how to put it properly in hookien. but in short. EH. gIVE ME three thousand dollars) and my dad being SO nice and generous. already gave him the money last month. personally. which means. went up to his bloody house and pass him the money. and hang on . did i say how the money would be spent? gambling. WHOOHOO. omg. my dad is actually giving him money to gamble. HELLO. i rather he give me the money to like wipe my shit or something like that. i dont deserve to have such an uncle. never. will i respect him. many a times i would just hang up the call once he calls my house. my point is. he sucks. and he just deserves to bang the wall and die. and apparently he asked for money just now again. fuck. and he is working. has two children whom are twenty plus. WORKING. he aint sick or like dying from any illness. so . fuck. why u need the money. to gamble? kns lah. oh. dont try telling me to tell my dad to stop lending him money. he just says blood is thicker than water. thick ah pui. i hate him. i hate him. what a retarded. brainless. irritating. RAR. no more vocab to describe him. and thats becoz i am so effing pissed now. scolded my dad anyway. he aint my uncle. just a bastard. gambling my dad's money away.

one thing that i am pissed abt.

enugh to make me boil

anyway. i received several gifts so far.(: XIE LE! haha. anyway, my aunt bought me gifts from body shop.hahaha. so inappropriate.haha. she bought me mirror. nail filer.er. nail polish. gross. hahahah. but its nice of her though. brought me to a hotel to eat. err. hotel Rendezvous and after that had bbq over at my dad's side whereby i saw the bastard.

anyway. went to jerrold's house for stayover the day before yesterday. one word. fun. and i love my friends(;

its great being eighteen. going for the kpmb (?) interview on thursday . wish me luck. and gonna work on tuesday ! and... most importantly. i am gonna learn how to drive . whoohoo. EIGHTEENNNN(: