ytd i woke up to the sounds of drilling. RIGHT above my head. damn fun.

came home on fri night sat morning. and slept damn late. on sat morning, 8am, the drillings started. my house's under renovation and repainting, so like, for the past one week while we were away, the construction workers were banging the house down, and its gonna be like that for the next few weeks, so YAY! WE'RE HOUSELESS!

im serious. we've got no place to go. spent sat in my aunts house, to avoid the noise. sun the workers din come, so we stayed at home to unpack, do the usual stressful stuffs after going overseas. and my grandparents are gg to stayover at my uncle's house, my parents will be working, and no one wants to leave me and my sis home alone w the workers. neither do they wanna leave the maid alone w them. scared she go back to indonesia with a baby.

den my entire house was in chaos, in a mess, and my parents/grandparents were so stressed, they kept yelling. at each other. cos apparently, no one knows what to do with me and my sis. yes, we feel so loved.

so anw, i came back to spore and msged ppl "BACK! im back im back." expected the "i miss you", "whoa, finally", etc. instead, i got "fuck you. u leave u nv tell me", "go die la. i call ur phone, ur other phone, ur house phone, no one ans, i tot sth happened, now u come tell me u just came back", "u good. nv tell me when u leave", etc.

i've got such nice friends lehh. but, okay la.the past few yrs when i went holidaying i msged ppl when i reached changi airport. this yr i din. so yupp. some ppl tot i got murdered. ohwell. i feel so loved. ppl worry bout me. ahha. really. i received alot of frantic smses. quite hilarious actually.

i had fun la. when i was away. damn fun. ohyah. and i took a photo of this page in a travel mag in the plane. it was teaching ppl how to speak diff foreign lang. and when it came to spore's lang, it was "simple english with a lah behind every sentence. its a french (if im not wrong) kind of lah. not the doremifasoh kind of la" it was damn funny. dunno wanna laugh or feel insulted. laughed in the end. upload tml, or sth.

wanted to talk bout the trip. but i think i'll bore ppl to death. so, nvm. but it was like, damn fun la. ohwell. and i came back and aud told me someone attacked my blog. blenched on the spot. like, hello. i just reach spore den i hear bout this. hah. havent seen it yet. dun wanna ruin my mood. heard it was from someone i dun even know.

anw. gotta slp alr. its like, late now. supposed to leave for my uncle's house at 7.30 tml. my god. we're like those nomads. isit nomads? cant rmb. those ppl that dont have houses and have to move from one area to the next every few days.

and what i learned from this trip? I HATE PLANES. okay. maybe taking an airplane the first 10 times were fun. esp when u were young. the next few times just make u wish they went faster. or make u wish they had beds instead of seats. i know. the new plane, first class, has beds instead of seats now. but we're not rich enough. yet. when i grow up, i'll own a private jet, while my sis will own her useless private yatch(for what, i dunno). think she got inspired by those yatches we saw.