In the car right now and I'm phogging.
Phone blogging. (What are we doing coining words like this? No life.)
Dad drives like he's rushing for a flight. Which he's not, really.
And he loves to drive and talk. He also loves driving in between lanes! Right on the white lines. Scary. Really. It is.
And Seannie isn't going to come back very often. He'll come back probably once or twice. That's like, in 5 years.
Met King Wei, Kok Hui and their friend, whose name I didn't get.
People usually like to write about the person who leaves or something.
I'll join in the bandwagon. =)
As some of you may know, he learns ballroom dancing. He needed a dance partner dummie once because he had to practice. Oi oi oi. Guess who. Yes, me. It was painful. Physically. Mainly because I lack the exercise and I had to bend and split. Shit.
Other than that, the boy annoys the hell out of everyone in the house.
Sean: "Don't download ah. My game lagging."
"I'm playing DotA ah.."
*beep beep* *beep beep* "Don't download please."
*beep beep* *beep beep* "Don't download la..."
GrrRrRrr..
He has his good qualities though. Everyone has. It's all in their conscience, really. But it's only when the situation is desperate, he becomes nice.
Idiot.
I've decided to make a so-call time line thingy. Not really la. More like a before and after thing.
This is TheBoy, before leaving for the US.
Cinapek, right?
But it's called being pragmatic! Getting a haircut in the US is expensive.
We'll see how he looks like when he gets back.
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