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Sunday, August 24, 2008

No-fun sundays.

Sunday is suppose to be a FUN DAY,
with all those picnics, zoo trips and stuffs.
And now, mummy is being such a (insertword), all of a sudden.
She's like an army general, trying to mobolize the troops.
=.=

Instead of having a usual picnic in the park/beach,
Mummy decided that today should be " house cleaning day ".
Pathetic, isn't it ?

Now, I had to waste my time on cleaning because of my mummy and her un-fun Sunday.

Oh, did I mention that Englishman and me was being rather strange today (?)
Out of the blue, we were thinking like twins.
Like that old cartoon show, Banana In The Pajamas.
B2 : Are you thinking what I'm thinking, B1 ?

Okay, that was cool shits.
or was it suppose to be freaking lame ?
>.<