Returned after some hard study revise with Joe today ... Wasnt too bad. Supposed to head for cycling today but ended up going to study. On the way home Joe and i crapped like there's no tomorrow .. Lolz been a long time since i had such a laugh. Think probably only Joe can cheer my day up or even make me laugh like crazy. Reached home and first thing was to hear my grandma nagg. Wanted to ask me what colour shirt am i wearing to that relative's birthday this coming saturday. Was planning to wear black but she readily disagreed because of the "Bad Luck" (Slapp Her Face.) Okay so fine .. BLack no huh? How about white? White's good is it not?? To my surprise she said No as usual. She probably doesnt agree with me anything which i even do at all. (Slapp Her Face X2) So whats up now huh. Slamming things around .. Throwing tantrums into my face .. Like i even give a damn? I doubt i do. Mum reached home and that so called "BIG" mouth of hers of course is to report everything to my Mum. Thought my mum would allow me to wear white the very least and would stand on my side of the battlefield. But guess what? Backstabbed me with too many knives to be counted behind my back. Darn it hurts .. SHe told me that the relative is very superstitous... Aww c'mon pretell .. Im already like giving him loads of face by attending his bday dinner and is this what i get in return? Cut me some slack will ya? I mean what's the problem with you pretell??? White no .. BLack also no. Slapp your face damit.
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