There aren't as many flowers outside my window anymore. Sad, but that would mean that pretty soon, there won't be bees and insects flying into my window and scaring me out of the room. Yay.
I was ever stung by this black furry flying thing which flew into my hair. And instead of asking someone to help me, I stupidly pulled it out myself. Urgh. I can tell you exactly what happened, but it's pretty gross and anyway, it was a traumatizing incident.

My dad's fetching me in the evening after he finishes work and I'll be sleeping over for the weekend.
(Whoohoo, Guitar Hero. I bet I sound like some jakun girl but I don't care, it's a really nice game. But you know that giant yak in uhh.. Lou's Inferno, I think? The one that keeps on hitting the ground with a hammer? HE'S CREEPY.)
We're going for this Family Day event at Discovery Centre for MOE people. Haha, thank god it's in an air-conditioned area. Because if not, I'd probably be sweating like a pig.

I've made his sofa my bed because I'm afraid of getting bitten by those disgusting insects which are nearly impossible to squash. Also, the room is hot, stuffy and scary.

Going over to my dad's is like an escape from reality or like having a double life, because I do stuff I normally don't. Like play a lot of video games, go swimming, learn to play the piano. Yes, I'm learning to play. I can already play the first four I-don't-know-what-you-call-them of Canon. That song is like really really nice.

I think I wanna have a pianist at my wedding. Hahahahaha. K forget I ever said that.

The Great Singapore Sale is on right now. I should ask my dad to bring me shopping. Last last weekend he bought me a pair of jeans, chosen by ME. Hahaha, I think that's the first time he bought me clothes I picked out myself. He didn't even complain about the price. Ooh ahahaha. ;)
Nah I'm not that mean. I felt bad(well, maybe only a little), but I think I should deserve it. And maybe he was trying to make up. Last week, I couldn't find the bottom half of my swimsuit and he offered to buy me a new one. Heehee. But then I remembered it was at his house.

Panic at the Disco is coming to Singaporeeeeee. 3rd August for Singfest. I wanna go, but apparently my friends don't like them. Grr.

My mum's friend is getting me the paint set, I think. Yaaaaay! But she's going with him to get it. Because he doesn't know which type to get. Hopefully she makes him buy a really good-quality one. Muahahaha.

Cold gloomy days like today are nice. But after it rains and it gets all humid and stuffy, it sucks.

Okay it's almost four and my dad's gonna be done with work in about an hour's time. Better go have lunch (-.-) and pack my stuff.

Bye!