Tuesday, April 18, 2006
foon siong
yayy, i do not do not DO NOT care what my father says anymore, cus my mummy say can. hahaha, i'm gonna get foon siong shoesies! okay, they're actually those north star shoes which almost every other girl of the normal population in school wears which do not have extra long laces which come out all the time and isn't two inches high. i just like calling them foon siong cus most of those shoes were foon siong branded in my mother's time, and they cost like, a dollar for a pair considering that a bowl of noodles then cost like what, 5 cents. haha, not really, my mum keeps telling me "NO LA, they don't cost 5 cents, it wasn't that long ago. they just cost 20 cents." uh, same difference, haha.
and yeah, the reason why i am made to wear non-foonsiong shoes are cus my father keeps complaining that foon siong shoes don't have enough friction, they're so stiff, no arch support and what not. but there are arch supports, he just can't see them, and they arn't stiff (if i use them after a long while, haha) and why on earth would i need such frictionated shoes for? do i look like an athelete to you? oh wait, i do. but yeah, it's not as if i actually walk around a lot, i bet my ass has even moulded into the shape of my chair due to me being lazy and sitting so much. and my mom said that even if he see those shoes outside, he'd probably even forgotten that he said anything about them, so yay.
and speaking of foon siong shoes, which reminds me, i suddenly don't mind having a crumpler. the relevence between foon siong shoes and crumplers? i don't know, i just like doing that, haha. so yeah, i guess it's because of seeing becks, chrys and qian so much that i have gotten used to the fugliness of the crumplers. no, not cus they're fugly, it's cus they all have crumplers, but i still want a converse bag even more. haha, oh well, see first. converse hasn't been making anything nice lately.
oh, and i went to becky's church on sunday, i think it's called kay poh road baptist church, haha. well, i went mainly to see that thingy becky was acting in, i just didn't think it would be so short and that there were going to be other activities too. it was really fun, but every year, i somehow manage to get myself stuck in a Protestant church or event on Easter. they're usually like any other Easter function, Protestant or not, but because of me being Catholic, i always end up debating or reasoning my way through questions people bombard me with on why Catholics do this and why Catholics do that. come on, if you really wanna know, go ask a priest, because i am so not ready to hold responsibility for giving wrong information. and why ask me, this katek little girl who probably knows nothing compared to a priest or nun who can actually give in-depth explainations. i know that even if i do absorb everything i hear in church or Legion, i would still be merely scratching the surface of the answers to the questions.
and btw, i was kinda looking forward to leaving on time to go with chrys to cut her hair. okay, well that was my fault for not saying so earlier, but i was kinda heated up cus that dude didn't even bother trying to think from my point of view. as mr chan said, a good letter of complaint would be self critical, then reason out. well, letter of complaint, a debate, same difference. and another reason why i think that dude should never become a debator, ever was that he would say blah blah blah, then look at me as if waiting for a explaination, but instead got a blank face in return. u know why? cus don't know what his freaking point is! he would talk and talk and talk and all i'm thinking is, 'what's your point?' and i would say it to him, but he could have another verbal diarrhea and i would still not know what he was trying to imply. so in the end, i just left, faking a call from my mom saying that i had to go home. well, i did have to go home so that i could make it in time for the Easter mass, which was great by the way.
oh, Father Luke told us this story during the homily.
a young camel son once asked his father, "dad, why do we have humps on our backs for?" and his dad replied "oh, they are made of fat which help us through the dry desert for long periods."
then the camel son asked "dad, why do we have such long eyelashes?" and his dad replied "oh, so that sand would not get into our eyes during the strong sand storms."
then the camel son asked "dad, why do we have such wide and padded feet?" and his dad replied "oh, so that we could walk easily on the soft and pourous sand of the desert."
the camel son thought for a moment, and then asked "then what on earth are we doing in the Mandai Zoo?"
haha, i thought it was pretty funny. alrighty, i smell french fries, whee!
GONE SHOPPING, 4/18/2006 05:37:00 pm
