yesterday was mother's day. what did i do huh? erm....well, i was not really in a rally or fiesta mood. for those who knows me, they know y. but it be bad to walk around at home and sulk or mop while they go out n have their family dinner. after all, it is mother's day and my godfather actually came all the way down here to join us. i couldn't stay at home for the fear of interrogation later. so i tidy up, clean myself up and make myself most presentable and i put on a smile. not a fake one, but a barely-there smile or whatever u call it.
we went to dinner, but before tht, i followed my dad to lavender's cos he thought of getting a cake for his mother, my grandmomma. ooooooo.. when i saw all the display cakes there, it make me wonder, when was the last time, i actually had one. it has always been chocolates and ice creams and cookies but cakes... no.... never....... then my expression when all dreamy and then i snap back into focus again cos my dad irritated me by asking me which one to get. ah. in the end, my dad bought 2 cakes. one is for me, personally. lol. like no kidding. because i told him, i really really wan cakes u know, and he was like, y cant u just share with others?. and i was like, no i dun wan to cos it wont be enough. in the end, he sigh and he agreed. so yay for me. finally.. after centuries of not eating cakes, my dad got me a half kg chocolate cake. and ya, i did it. i attack it with a spoon, alone, while everyone was looking at me. and i was like, oh c'mon, cut me some slack, is a difficult time for me.
and there;s still half of it left in the refrigerator, but no worries, im gonna attend to it soon. ^^
then when we finally got back from dinner, everyone was hanging out at my house. but damn i was seriously feeling hot and sweaty, the heat is killing me. so i went to change into my nightwear , thinking tht, i really dun intend to go down and join them watching football while drinking. i decided to just hang out in my room and just lie down on the bed under the air conditioner,cfc. but my darling cous just wont leave me alone, so they too, just stays in my room,hanging out and reading what i wrote on my god damn wall.. and then all of a sudden they started taking pictures of me doing N-O-T-H-I-N-G on the bed.. ok maybe not nothing, i was actually sketching.
these r all r self picture taking. its dark, u cant see a thing, but wat u can see is tht my wall, my purple wall, is all plaster with words. sigh...
P.S i swear to god, the cake is practically calling my name, chrissy.... lol